55. Now ar thise fowles flone into seyr countré; Pray we fast ichon, kneland on our kne, To Hym that is alone worthiest of degré, That He wold send anone oure fowles som fee 490 To glad vs. _Vxor._ Thai may not fayll of land, The water is so wanand. _Noe._ Thank we God Allweldand, That Lord that made vs! 495 56. It is a wonder thyng, me thynk, sothlé, Thai ar so long taryyng, the fowles that we Cast out in the mornyng. _Vxor._ Syr, it may be Thai tary to thay bryng. _Noe._ The ravyn is a-hungrye All way; 500 He is without any reson; And he fynd any caryon, As peraventure may be fon, He will not away. 57. The dowfe is more gentill, her trust I vntew, 505 Like vnto the turtill, for she is ay trew. _Vxor._ Hence bot a litill she commys, lew, lew! She bryngys in her bill som novels new; Behald! It is of an olif tre 510 A branch, thynkys me. _Noe._ It is soth, perdé, Right so is it cald. 58. Doufe, byrd full blist, fayre myght the befall! Thou art trew for to trist, as ston in the wall; 515 Full well I it wist thou wold com to thi hall. _Vxor._ A trew tokyn ist we shall be sauyd all: For whi? The water, syn she com, Of depnes plom 520 Is fallen a fathom And more, hardely. 59. _Primus filius._ Thise floodis ar gone, fader, behold. _Secundus filius._ Ther is left right none, and that be ye bold. _Tercius filius._ As still as a stone oure ship is stold. 525 _Noe._ Apon land here anone that we were, fayn I wold, My childer dere, Sem, Iaphet and Cam, With gle and with gam, Com go we all sam, 530 We will no longer abide here. 60. _Vxor._ Here haue we beyn, Noy, long enogh With tray and with teyn, and dreed mekill wogh. _Noe._ Behald on this greyn nowder cart ne plogh Is left, as I weyn, nowder tre then bogh, 535 Ne other thyng; Bot all is away; Many castels, I say, Grete townes of aray, Flitt has this flowyng. 540