Ȝif þer come . . . . . . . . . . ho . . . . . . . For . . . . . . . . . . . w . . wele . . . . . . come al so . . . . . . . wlyche w . . . . . Wel sone . . . . . . . Alle þ{a}t . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . wole . . . . . . [_About nine more lines illegible. Several folios lost here._] [_No gap in MS._] Ȝif~ any mayden þ{er} is Þat þe Amyral telleþ of~ more p{r}is, Þe flour shal be to her sent Þrouȝ art of~ enchauntement. 640 Ac ȝef þ{er} eni maide{n} is, Þ{at} þe Admiral luueþ mest of pris, On hire schal beo þ{at} flur i went, Þureȝ c{on}iureson {and} chau{n}tem{en}t. 312 Þe Amyral cheseþ hem by þe flo{ur}, And euer he herkeneþ after Blauncheflo{ur}. [Sidenote: [106 _a_]] Thre sithes Flores sownyd anoon~ Riȝt byfore hem eu{er}ychoon~: 644 When he awoke, and speke myȝt~, Sore he wept, and sore he syȝt, Þus he cheoseþ his wif þureȝ þe flur; Alle weneþ hit schulle beo blau{n}cheflur.” Ihc wene ne darf me axi noȝt If floriz were of dreri þoȝt. 316 [Headnote: _Daris suggests to Floris a plan._] [Sidenote: Floris implores the aid of Daris.] And seide, “Dares, y worth now deed~, But þ{a}t y hope of þe som reed~.” 648 “Leue soon~, wyl ȝe see Þat þy trust is muche on me; Þen is þe best~ reed þat y can~-- Other reed ne can y noon~-- 652 “Daris,” he sede, “ihc wurthe ded Bute if þu do me summe red.” Þa{n}ne se Daris, þe freo burgeis, Þ{a}t was wel he{n}de {and} c{ur}teis, 320 “Floriz,” he sede, “leue man, Þe beste red þ{a}t ihc þe can, [Sidenote: Daris bids him go, disguised as a mason, to the tower,] Wende to-morn~ to þe toure As þ{o}u were a good gynoure; Take on þy honde squyer and scantlon~ As þ{o}u were a free mason~; 656 Behold~ þe to{ur} vp and doun~, Þe porter is cruel and Feloun~; Wel sone he wyl com{e} to the, And aske what man{er} man þ{o}u be, 660 And bere on þe, Felonye, And sey þ{o}u art com{e} to be a spye. Wend tomoreȝe to þe Tur, Also þu were a gud ginnur. 324 Ber wiþ þe sq{ui}re {and} schau{n}tillun, Also þu were a gud Mascun. Bihold of þe ture þe hiȝhede, And wiþ þi fot met þe brede. 328 Þe port{er} is culuert {and} felun; Forþ he wule sette{n} his resun, And bere vpon þe felonie, And segge þ{a}t þu art a spie. 332 And þow shalt~ answere swetlych{e}, And sey to him myldelych{e}, 664 Sey þ{o}u art a gynoure, To beholde þat feire Toure, For to loke and for to fonde To make suche another in þy londe. 668