Nu ord {and} ende he haþ he{m} itold, Hu bla[un]cheflur was fram him isold, 768 And hu he was of spaygne a kinges sone, For hire luue þuder icume, To fo{n}den wiþ sume gīnne, Hu he miȝte hure awi{n}ne, 772 And hu þureȝ þe cupe {and} þureȝ þe g{er}sume, Þe port{er} was his man bicume, And hu he was in a cupe ibore; Alle þes oþ{er}e lowe þ{er}uore. 776 [Headnote: _Scene of reconciliation._] [Sidenote: The Admiral lifts them up, dubs Floris knight, and causes them to be married in church with a ring.] Now þe Admyral wol him tyde; Florys setteþ next his syde, And efte he made him stonde vpryȝt, 1056 And dubbed him þere knyȝt, And bade he shulde w{i}t{h} him be, Þe furthermost of his meyne. ++Þe Admiral þo, wel hi{m} bitide, Þ{a}t Child he sette bi his side, And haþ forȝiue his wraþþe bo, Floriz {and} blau{n}cheflur also. 780 And sede wiþ him hi scholde be, Þe beste of al his maine. Florys falleþ doun~ to his feet, 1060 And p{ra}yeþ geue him his sweet. Þe Amyral gaf~ him his le{m}man~: Al þ{a}t þ{er}e were, þankyd him þanne. To a Chirche he let hem bryng{e}, 1064 And dede let wed hem w{i}t{h} a ryng{e}. Boþ þese twoo swete þinges y-wys Fel his feet for to kysse; And floriz he makeþ stonde vpriȝt, And þ{er} he dubbede him to kniȝt. 784 Nu boþe togadere þes childre for blisse Falleþ to his fet hem to kisse. He let he{m} to one Chirche bringe, And spusen he{m} wiþ one gold ringe. 788 [Sidenote: The Admiral takes Claris to be his queen.] And þrouȝ consel of Blauncheflo{ur}, 1068 Clarys was fet doun~ of þe Toure, And Amyral wedded hur to queene. Þ{er}e was fest swythe breeme; I can not telle al þe sonde, 1072 But rycher fest was neu{er} in londe. Þureȝ þe red of blau{n}cheflur, Me fette Clariz adun of þe Tur. Þe Admiral hire nam to quene. Þilke feste was wel breme, 792 For þ{er} was alle ku{n}nes gleo, Þ{a}t miȝte at eni briddale beo. [Sidenote: Messengers come to Floris announcing his father’s death.] Was it nouȝt longe after þan~, Þat to Florys tydyng~ cam~, Þ{a}t þe king~ his Fader was deed~. 1076 Hit nas þ{er} aft{er} noþing longe Þ{a}t þ{er} co{m} floriz writ {and} sonde, 796 Þ{a}t þe king his fader was ded, [Sidenote: The Admiral tries in vain to induce him to remain.] Þe Baronage gaf~ him reed Þat he shuld wende hoom~, And fonge his feire kyngdoom~. At þe Amyral þey toke leue, 1080 And he byddeþ þem byleue.