¶ Here bigynneth the tale.
Ther is / at the west syde of Ytaille [¶ Inter cetera ad radicem Vesuli terra Saluciarum vicis & castellis. [folio 174a] ]
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Doun at the roote / of Vesulus the colde
A lusty playne / habundant of vitaille [¶ grata planicies]
Wher many a tour and town / thow mayst biholde
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That founded were / in tyme of fadres olde
And many another / delitable sighte
And Saluces / this noble contree highte
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¶ A Markys whilom / lord was of that lond
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As were his worthy eldres hym bifore
And obeysant ay redy to his hond
Were alle his liges / bothe lasse and moore
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Thus in delit he lyueth / and hath doon yoore
Biloued and drad / thurgh fauour of ffortune
Bothe of his lordes / and of his commune
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[Th [Rats.] [folio 174b] ]er with he was / to speke as of lynage
The gentileste / yborn of Lumbardye
A fair persone / and strong and yong of age
And ful of honour / and of curteisye
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Discret ynogh / his contree for to gye
Saue in some thynges / þat he was to blame
And Walter / was this yonge lordes name
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¶ I blame hym thus / that he considered noght
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In tyme comynge / what myghte hym bityde
But on his lust present was al his thoght
As for to hauke / and hunte on euery syde
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Wel neigh / alle oothere cures leet he slyde
And eek he nolde / and that was worst of alle
Wedde no wyf/ for noght þat may bifalle
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