| Than were my brothir warisshid of his wo | |
455 | Than muste she nedis holde her beheste | |
| Or ellis he shal shame her at the leste | |
| What sholde I make a lenger tale of this | |
| Vnto his brotheris bed I come he is | |
| And suche comfort he yaf hym forto goon | |
460 | To Orliaunce that he vp stert anoon | |
| And on his wey than onward is he fare | |
| In hope forto be lissid of his care | |
| When they were come almost to that cite | |
| But yf it were a two forlong or thre | |
465 | A yong clerk Romynge hym self they mette | |
| Whiche that in latyn thriftely hem grecte | |
| And aftir he sayde a wonder thing | |
| I knowe quod he the cause of your comynge | |
| And er they further ony foot wente | |
470 | He tolde hem al what was here entent | |
| This britoun clerk hym axid of felawys | |
| The whiche he had knowen in old dayes | |
| And he answerid hem that they ded were | |
| For whiche he wepte ful meny a tere | |
475 | Doun of his hors Aurilius light anon | |
| And with this magicien forth he gan goon | |
| Hoom to his hous and made hym wel at ese | |
| Hym lackid no vitayl that hem mighte plese | |
| So wel araid hous as there was oon | |
480 | Aurilius in his lyf saw neuer noon | |
| He shewde hym or he wente to Sopere | |
| Forestis Parkis ful of wylde dere | |