| | Whiche that Rosis and the lilyes caste | |
| | He spak vnto his brother in gret haste | |
| | And sayde I wonder this tyme of the yeer | |
| | Whens that this swete sauour comyth so | |
| | Of Rosis and of lilyes that y smelle here | |
| | For thogh y hadde hem in my hondis two | |
| 250 | The sauour mighte in me no depper go | |
| | The swete sauour that in my herte I fynde | |
| | Hath chaungid me al in another kynde | |
| | Valerian sayde two crounys haue wee | |
| | Snow whit and Rose reed that shyneth clere | |
| 255 | Whiche that thyn yen haue no might to see | |
| | And as thou smellist thourogh my prayer | |
| | So shalt thou se hem leue brother dere | |
| | If it so be thou wilt withouten slowthe | |
| | Beleue a right and knowe verry trowthe | |
| 260 | Tiburce answerde saist thou this to me | |
| | In sothnes or in dreme I herkyn this | |
| | In dremys quod valerian haue we be | |
| | Vnto this tyme brother myn ywis | |
| | But now at erst our duelling in trouthe is | |
| 265 | How wotist thou this qd Tiburce & in what wyse | |
| | Quod Valerian that shal I the deuyse | |
| | The aungel of god hath me the trouthe I taught | |
| | Whiche thou shalt se yf thou wilt reneye | |
| | The ydollis and be clene and ellis nought | |
| 270 | And of the mirakyl of thyse crounys tweye | |
| | Seynt Ambrose in his prefas list forto seye | |
| | Solempuli this nobil doctour dere | |
