Þ{a}t to Babyloyn{e} þey ben coom{e}. To þe Amyral of~ Babyloyn{e} Þey solde þat mayde swythe soon{e}; 192 Rath and soone þey were at oon{e}. Þe Amyral hur bouȝt Anoon{e}, And gafe for hur, as she stood vpryȝt, Seuyn{e} sythes of~ gold{e} her wyȝt, 196 For he þouȝt w{i}t{h}out~ weene Þat faire mayde haue to Queene; Among~ his maydons in his bo{ur} He hur dide w{i}t{h} muche hono{ur}. 200 _MS. Cott. Vitell. D. III., 6 a, col. 1._ _The 3 leaves of this MS. are burnt and shrunk, and are hardly legible._ . . . . . [FB-2]so dere (196) . . . . wiþ þoute wene. . . þat maide to his quene. . his maidenes vp in is tur, 4 . hire wiþ muchel honur (200) [Footnote FB-2: _MS. note._ See Introduction; also _Floris et Blanch._, Paris 1856, p. 28, l. 673.] Now þese merchaundes þ{a}t may belete, [Sidenote: [100 _b_]] And ben glad of~ hur byȝete. ++nOw let we of Blauncheflo{ur} be, And speke of Florys in his contree. 204 Now is þe Bu[r]gays to þe king~ coom{e} W{i}t{h} þe gold{e} and his garyson{e}, And haþ take þe king~ to wolde, Þe seluer and þe Coupe of golde. 208 . . marchans þis maide forlete, . . . bliþe mid here by-ȝete. . . . . we blancheflur be. 8 . . floires in his cu{n}tre. (204) . burgeys to þe king icome. . . . gold {and} þisse garisome. . . . þan king i ȝolde. 12 . . þo cupe of golde. (208) [Sidenote: The king and queen cause to be made a supposititious tomb for Blauncheflur.] They lete make in a Chirche As swithe feire g{ra}ue wyrche. And lete ley þ{er}-vppon{e} A new feire peynted stone, 212 W{i}t{h} letters al aboute wryte W{i}t{h} ful muche worshipp{e}. Who-so couth þe letters rede, Þus þey spoken, and þus þey seide: 216 “Here lyth swete Blaunchefloure Þat Florys louyd P{ar}amoure.” Now Florys haþ vndernome, . . . let at one chiriche. . . . . les wereche, . . . [þ]at anouen . . 16 . . pointe stonde (212) . . . . bi write. . . . . . hele worþsipe . . . þe lett{er}s rede. 20 . . . . . . . . . (216) . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . [h]aueþ vnder-nome 24 [Headnote: _Floris returns and inquires for Blauncheflur. ‘She is dead.’_] [Sidenote: Floris returns, and asks his father and mother for Blauncheflur in vain.]