¶ She toke hym by { the} hond & rowned in his ere ¶ And told hy{ m} of the banket { that} was so delycate. How she was receyued & what chere she had { the}re ¶ And how euery god sat in his astate ¶ Is it thus q{ uo}d attropos what in { the} deuyls date ¶ Well he sayd I se well how the game goth ¶ Ones yet for your sake shal I make he{ m} wroth
¶ And whan she had hym al togyder told ¶ From her he departed & of her toke his leue / ¶ Sayng { that} for her sake his way take he wolde ¶ In to the paleys his maters to meue ¶ And or he thens went he trowed he{ m} to greue. ¶ Wyth such tydynges as he wold hem tel ¶ So forth he went & spake wordes fell
¶ Whan he came in the p{ re}sence of { the} goddis [a]lle ¶ As he had ben mad he loked hym a bout ¶ His shete from his body downe he let fall ¶ And on a reud maner he saluted al the route ¶ Wyth a bold voys spekyng wordes stoute ¶ But he spake all holow as it had ben one ¶ Had spoke in a nother world { that} had wo begon
¶ He stode forth boldly { with} grym countenau{ n}ce ¶ Sayng on this wyse as ye shal here ¶ All ye goddes yeue attendaunce ¶ Vnto my wordes { with}out all daungere ¶ Remembre how ye made me your offycere ¶ Al tho wyth my darte fynally to chastyse ¶ That { thou} dysobeyed or wolde your law dyspise
¶ And for the more surete seiled my patent ¶ Gyuyng me full power so to ocupy ¶ Wherto I haue enployed myn entent ¶ And that can dame Nature testefy ¶ If she be examyned she wyll not it denye ¶ For whan she forsakyth ony creature ¶ I am al redy to take hy{ m} to my cure
¶ Thus haue I deuly wyth al mi dylygence. ¶ Executed the offyce of olde antyquyte ¶ To me by you grau{ n}ted by your comyn se{ n}tece ¶ For I spared none hygh nor low degre ¶ So that on my parte no faute hath be ¶ For as sone as ony to me commytted was ¶ I smote hy{ m} to { the} hert he had none other grace
¶ Ector of Troy for al his cheualry ¶ Alexander the grete & myghty conqueroure ¶ Iulyus Cezar { with} al his companye ¶ Dauyd nor Iosue nor worthy Artur ¶ Charlis the noble that was so gret of honour ¶ Nor Iudas Machabee for al his trew herte ¶ Nor Godfrey of Boleyn coud me not asterte
¶ Nabugodonozor for al his grete pryde ¶ Nor the kyng of Egypt cruel Pharao ¶ Iason ne Hercules went they neuer so wyde. ¶ Cosdras Hanyball nor gentyll Sypyo· ¶ Cyrus Achylles nor many another mo ¶ For fayr nor foule gat of me no grace ¶ But al be at { the} last I seased hem { with} my mace.