| That noman telle her counceyll to her wyuys | |
95 | Of suche thing as they wolde haue secrete fayn | |
| Yf that hit towche her lymys or her lyuys | |
| O | F Hercules the souereyn conquerour | |
| Syngynge his werkis loude & high renoun | |
| For in his tyme . of strengthe he baar the flour | |
100 | He slough and rafte the skynne of the lioun | |
| And of Centaurus leyde the bost adoun | |
| He arpies slough the cruel briddis felle | |
| He the goldyn applis rafte fro the dragon | |
| He drow out Cerberus the hound of helle | |
105 | He slough the cruel tyraunt busurus | |
| And made his hors to frete hym flesch & boon | |
| He slough the verry serpent venemous | |
| Of Achilles two hornes brak he one | |
| And he slough Cakus in a caue of stoon | |
110 | He slough the geaunt Anthens the stronge | |
| He slough the grysly boor and that anone | |
| And baar his heed . vp on his spere longe | |
| Was neuer wight sith the worlde began | |
| That slough so many monstris as did he | |
115 | Thorow the wide worlde his name ran | |
| What for his strengthe and his bounte | |
| And euery reme wente he for to se | |
| He was so strong that noman mighte hym lette | |
| And bothe worldis endis seith Thimothe | |
120 | In stede of boundis he of bras a piler sette | |
| A lemman hadde this nobil champioun | |
| That highte deyanyra as fressh as may | |