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John Insulan told Pictairs Bishop he

Was by a Rev'rend Senior bid to bee
At fervent Prayer for Dagoberts poor soule
For whom that instant dead the bell did tole
Wherefore he fell upon it, and soon spide
An host of Divells in the sea so wide
Toughing the boat in which the Kings Soule was
Passing to hell. Hence he Cride loud alas
Oh! Martine, Mawrice, Denyse, Martyres help.
Then rose a storm and showers did often pelt
And those three Persons all in white who said
They being calld was come Dag'bert to aide
And forth with took from torments thus his soule
And bore it with them to the Heavenly pole.