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[Saue þis Dytes maketh mencioune
Of þe novmere slayne at þe towne
Lesting þe sege, affermyng out of dreid
Echt hundreth thousand & sex ware þare deid
One grekis syid wpricht in þe feilde;
And as Dares also þare behelde,
One Troy party In þe weire keyne
Six hundreth thousande sevinty & sextene (!)
Was slane þare, in Guydo ȝe may se,
With þam þat come to helpe þe cite
Fro mony cost and mony regioune
In defence and rescourss of þe towne.
And full tene ȝere, so as I cane cast,
And sex monethis þe myti sege last,
Or It was gottine, Dares wrytis hime-self,
And oure-more compleit dayes tuelf,
Or grekes had full possessioune
Be falss engyne of þe greke Synone—
Lyke as tofore rehersit was bot late.
I haf no more of latyne to translait
Efter Dares, Dytes nor Guydo;
And me to ad ony more þarto
Than myne auctoris specefy & sayene,
The occupacioune suthly ware in wayne,
Lyke a maner of presumpcioune.
And tyme complete of þis translacioune
Be Just rekynnyng and a-countis clere
Was a thousand and foure hundreth ȝere
And twenty neire, I know It out of dreid,
Eftire þat Crist resauit our manhede
Of hire þat was empryce and queyne
Of hewyne & hell, & a madine clene.
To quhome I teche all our saullis in cure,
And þus I execute þe fyne of my lauboure.
Wnto all þat sall þis story see
With humbile hart and all humilite,
This litill buke lawly I betake
It to support, and þus ane end I mak.]
Of þe novmere slayne at þe towne
Lesting þe sege, affermyng out of dreid
Echt hundreth thousand & sex ware þare deid
One grekis syid wpricht in þe feilde;
And as Dares also þare behelde,
One Troy party In þe weire keyne
Six hundreth thousande sevinty & sextene (!)
Was slane þare, in Guydo ȝe may se,
With þam þat come to helpe þe cite
Fro mony cost and mony regioune
In defence and rescourss of þe towne.
And full tene ȝere, so as I cane cast,
And sex monethis þe myti sege last,
Or It was gottine, Dares wrytis hime-self,
And oure-more compleit dayes tuelf,
Or grekes had full possessioune
Be falss engyne of þe greke Synone—
Lyke as tofore rehersit was bot late.
I haf no more of latyne to translait
Efter Dares, Dytes nor Guydo;
And me to ad ony more þarto
Than myne auctoris specefy & sayene,
The occupacioune suthly ware in wayne,
Lyke a maner of presumpcioune.
And tyme complete of þis translacioune
Be Just rekynnyng and a-countis clere
Was a thousand and foure hundreth ȝere
And twenty neire, I know It out of dreid,
Eftire þat Crist resauit our manhede
Of hire þat was empryce and queyne
Of hewyne & hell, & a madine clene.
To quhome I teche all our saullis in cure,
And þus I execute þe fyne of my lauboure.
Wnto all þat sall þis story see
With humbile hart and all humilite,
This litill buke lawly I betake
It to support, and þus ane end I mak.]
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