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LI. Synge we nowe alle and sum, Ave, rex gentes Anglorum.
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LI. Synge we nowe alle and sum,
Ave, rex gentes Anglorum.

A newe song I wil begynne,
Of kyng Edmund that was so fre,
How he deyid withoute synne,
And bowdyn his body was to a tre.
With arwys scharpe they gunne hym prykke,
For non rewthe wold they lete;
As dropys of reyn they comyn thikke,
And every arwe with other gan mete.
And his hed also thei of smette,
Among the breres thei it kest;
A wolf it kepte withoutyn lette,
A blynd man fond it at the last.
Prey we to that worthi kyng
That sufferid ded this same day,
He saf us, bothe eld and ȝyng,
And scheld us fro the fendes fray.