Story.
THeodosius reigned̛ in Rome, that amonge aƚƚ the goodes of the world̛ he chose the harpe, and also for to hunte, in resonable tyme. ¶ It happed̛ *on a tyme, as [ones whanne] he wente to hunte, he herde the melodie of an harpe witℏ so swete a sowne, that he was ravisshed̛ from hym self̘ for swetnesse. He went aboute the forest to [for to] fynde the melodie, And in the ende of the Forest he founde [saw] sittyng a poore man, beside a watir, havyng in his honde an harpe, *and harped̛ [omitted] ; of̘ [leaf 14, back] the whiche wente oute so swete a melodie, that the Emperour̛ *thought he [had] herde never [omitted] none suche before. ¶ The Emperour said̛, "frende, I pray the telle me, how so swete a melodie gothe out of thyn̛ harpe?" ¶ he said̛, "I and my wyf̘ and my children̛ have dwelled̛ beside *this water [here this] xxx. wyntir, and god̛ hathe yoven̛ [gyf] me grace, that whan I touche myn̛ harpe, there gothe out so swete a sownde, that the fisshes of this watir, for the [omitted] swetnesse *of myn̛ harpe [omitted] cometℏ [comyne] to