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[6-text p 405]
And here bygynneþ þe clerk his tale [on leaf 160]
Ther is at þe west side of ytayle [¶ The tale;/]
Doune at þe rote of vesulus þe cold
A lusty pleyn abundant of vitaile
wher mony a toune & tour [[& tour inter|lined by perhaps a later hand]] þou maist bihold
þat founded were in tyme of elders olde
And mony anoþer delectable siȝt
And saluce þis noble cuntre hiȝt
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A Marquis whilom [lord] was in þat lond
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As were his worþi elders hym bifore
And Obeisaunt and redy to his hond
Were alle his leeges boþ lasse and more
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Þus in delite he lyued and haþ do ȝore
Be-loued and drad þourgh fauour of fortune
Boþ of his lordys and of his comune
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Therwiþ he was to speke of lynage
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The gentelest y-born of al lumbardy
A faire persone . stronge and ȝenge of age
And ful of honure and curteisie
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Discrete ynouȝe his cuntrey forto gye
Saue in some þingges he was to blame
And Water was þis yonge lordes name
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I blame him þus þat he considered nouȝt
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In tyme commynge what myȝt betide
But on his lust present was al his þouȝt [folio 160b]
And forto hauke and hunte on euery side
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Wel nye al oþer cures lete he slide
And eke he ne wold þat was worst of all
Wedde no wif for ouȝt myȝt byfall
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