| | But haue here in a wayte for euermo | |
| 640 | Witnes on alle the conquerours stronge | |
| | T | He riche Cresus whilom kyng of lyde | |
| | Of whiche Cresus Citrins sore hym drad | |
| | Yet was he canght amyd al his pryde | |
| | And to brenne men to the fire hym had | |
| 645 | But suche arayn doun fro the firmament shadde | |
| | That queynte the fire and made hym to scape | |
| | But to be waar yet no grace he had | |
| | Tyl fortune on the galowis made hym gape | |
| | Whenne he ascaped was he coude nat stynte | |
| 650 | Forto begynne a new aray agayn | |
| | He wende wel for that fortune hym sent | |
| | Suche that he a scapid thurgh the rayn | |
| | That of his foos he mighte not be slayn | |
| | And suche a sweuyn vp on a nyght he mette | |
| 655 | Of whiche he was so proude & eke so feyn | |
| | That in vengeaunce he all his herte sette | |
| | Vpon a tre he was as hym thoughte | |
| | There Iupiter hym wessh bothe hals & syde | |
| | And Phebus eek a fair towail hym broughte | |
| 660 | To drye hym with & therwith wext his pryde | |
| | And to his doughter that stood hym besyde | |
| | Whiche that he knew in high sentence habounde | |
| | He bad her telle what it signified | |
| | And she his dremys right thus expouned | |
| 665 | The tre quod she the galowis is to mene | |
| | And Iupiter betokenyth snow and rayn | |
| | And Phebus with his towel so clene | |