[6-text p 259]
The ende of this caytyf was as I shal seye
Hise foomen / made a feeste vp-on a day
And made hym as a fool / biforn hem pleye
And this was / in a temple of greet array
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But atte laste / he made a foul affray
ffor he / the pilers shook / and made hem falle
And doun fil Temple and al / and ther it lay
And slow hym self / and eek his foomen alle
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This is to seyn the Prynces euerichoon
And eek / thre thousand bodyes were ther slayn
With fallynge / of the grete Temple of stoon
Of Sampson / now wol I na moore sayn
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Beth war / by this ensample oold and playn
That no men / telle hir conseil til hir wyues
Of swich thyng as they wolde han secree fayn
If þat it touche / hir lymes or hir lyues
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[Hercules.]
Off Hercules / the souereyn Conquerour [¶ Hercules]
Syngen hise werkes / laude and heigh renoun
ffor in his tyme / of strengthe he was the flour
He slow / and rafte the skyn of the leoun
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He of Centauros / leyde the boost adoun
He Arpies slow / the crueel bryddes felle
He golden Apples / refte of the dragoun
He drow out Cerberus / the hound of helle
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He slow the crueel tyrant Busirus
And made his hors / to frete hym flessh and boon
He slow / the firy serpent venymus
Of Acheloys hornes two / he brak oon
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And he slow Cacus / in a Caue of stoon
He slow-the geant Antheus the stronge
He slow the grisly boor / and that anon [folio 174b]
And bar the heuene / on his nekke longe
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