Out of þe borgh he wente anon,
So swiþe so he myȝte gon
Ryȝt to-ward þe stronde;
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Sone a schip he fond þare,
þat was redy to fare
In-to vncouþe londe.
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¶ In-to þe schip anon he wente,
And god wel sone such a wynd sente,
þat to þe lond hem broȝte.
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þat schip was guod, þat water dep,
And oþer whyle sore he wep,
And was in moche þoȝte;
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