Junius.
Also, Seynt Nichomede, I pray þy good wille;
Teche me ȝoure daūnce, Marcellyne and petre,
To whom I syng with þis sympul metre.
I cry vn-to ȝow now al on a rowe,
In special to (þe), martyr Boneface,
with al þi felowes both hyȝe and lowe,
That ȝe gete to us repentaūnce and space.
Medard and Gildard, now where is ȝour grace?
Prayeth for oure synnes with ...
And aftur þis lyfe to haue þe secund.
Now, blessid Seynt Barnard(!), for us þu pray,
with þe good Batylde, þe martyr and preste,
That we be cloþed al in ȝoure aray,
where as he sitteth at his ryal feste.
Kepe ȝoue now, I pray ȝoue, Vite and Modeste,
Cyryce and Julytte, kepe us fro þe wulfe,
And lyght oure goost eclipsed, Seynt Botulfe.