| Appollus Zephirus sholde wirche in veyn | |
| To graue or peynte or forge or bete | |
| If they presumyd me to countirfete | |
| For he that is the fourmour principal | |
20 | Hath maad me his vicair general | |
| To fourme and peynte eueriche erthly creatures | |
| Right as me list for al thing is in my cure is | |
| Vnder the mone that may wane and wexe | |
| And for my werk no thing wol I axe | |
25 | My lorde and I be fully of accorde | |
| I made here to the worship of my lord | |
| So do I alle myn othir creaturis | |
| Of what colours they be or what figuris | |
| Thus semyth me that nature wolde say | |
30 | This mayde was of . xij . yeer age was twey | |
| In whiche that nature had suche delit | |
| For right as he can peynte a lily whit | |
| And rody as a Rose with suche peynture | |
| She peyntid hath this nobil creature | |
35 | Er she was vp on her limys fre | |
| Where al so bright as suche colouris might be | |
| And Phebus died hadde her tressis grete | |
| Lik to the stremys of his burnyd hete | |
| And yf that excellent was her beaute | |
40 | A thousand fold more vertuous was she | |
| In her ne lackith no condicion | |
| That is to preyse ay be discrecion | |
| As wel in body as goste chast was she | |
| For whiche she flourid in virginite | |