And term y-set, to come sone at night (270) Unto her chambre, and make ther his ooth, Upon the goddes, that he, for leef ne looth, Ne sholde her never falsen, night ne day, 1640 To been her husbond, whyl he liven may, As she that from his deeth him saved here. And her-upon, at night they mette y-fere, And doth his ooth, and goth with her to bedde. And on the morwe, upward he him spedde; 1645 For she hath taught him how he shal nat faile The flees to winne, and stinten his bataile; (280) And saved him his lyf and his honour; And gat him greet name as a conquerour Right through the sleight of her enchantement. 1650 Now hath Iasoun the flees, and hoom is went With Medea, and tresor ful gret woon. But unwist of her fader is she goon To Tessaly, with duk Iasoun her leef, That afterward hath broght her to mescheef. 1655 For as a traitour he is from her go, And with her lafte his yonge children two, (290) And falsly hath betrayed her, allas! And ever in love a cheef traitour he was; And wedded yit the thridde wyf anon, 1660 That was the doghter of the king Creon. This is the meed of loving and guerdon That Medea received of Iasoun Right for her trouthe and for her kindenesse, That loved him better than her-self, I gesse, 1665 And lafte her fader and her heritage. And of Iasoun this is the vassalage, (300) That, in his dayes, nas ther noon y-founde So fals a lover going on the grounde. And therfor in her lettre thus she seyde 1670 First, whan she of his falsnesse him umbreyde, 'Why lyked me thy yelow heer to see More then the boundes of myn honestee, Why lyked me thy youthe and thy fairnesse, And of thy tonge the infinit graciousnesse? 1675 O, haddest thou in thy conquest deed y-be, Ful mikel untrouthe had ther dyed with thee!' (310) Wel can Ovyde her lettre in vers endyte, Which were as now to long for me to wryte. EXPLICIT LEGENDA YSIPHILE ET MEDEE, MARTIRUM.