Here begynneth a shorte and abreue table on the Cronycles ...

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Here begynneth a shorte and abreue table on the Cronycles ...
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[Enprynted at Londo[n] :: In powlys chyrche yarde at the west dore of powlys besyde my lorde of londons palays by me Iulyan Notary,
In the yere of our lorde god. M.CCCCC.xv. [1515]]
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¶How Gorbodian had .ii. sones & how that one slewe the other for to haue the herytage / & how ydoyne ther moder slewe that other wher¦fore the londe was destroyed.

SO whan thys Gorbodian was deed / hys two sones that he had be came stou¦te and proude and euer warred togyder for the londe. And that one was called Ferres / and that other Porres. ¶And thys Ferres wolde haue all the londe / but that other wold not suf¦fre hym. This Ferres had a felonous herte & thoughte thrugh treason to slee his brother. But pryuely he wente in to Fraunce / and the∣re abode with the kynge Sywarde tyll vpon a tyme whan he came ayen / and fought wych his brother Ferres / But full euyll it happed tho / he was slayne fyrste. whan ydoyne ther moder wyst that Portes was deed / she made grete sorowe / for by cause that she loued hym more than that other. And thought hym for to slee pryuely. And pryuely she came to her sone vpon a nyght with two knyues and ther with kytte his throte / and ye body in to smale peces who herde euer suche a cursed moder / that sle∣we with her owne hondes her owne sone And longe tyme after lasted the repreef & shame to the moder / that for by cause of ye one sone she murdred the other / & so lost them bothe.

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