And mony vthir nobil deid alſo I wil report quharfor I lat ourgo. [Sidenote: Whoever likes, might make of these things a long story.] For quho thai{m} lykith for to ſpecyfy, Of one of thai{m} my{ch}t mak o gret ſtory; 296 Nor thing I not of his hye renōwn My febil wit to makin menſioune; [Sidenote: But I think to tell of the wars between Arthur and Galiot;] Bot of the wer{is} that was ſcharp {and} ſtrong, Richt p{er}ellouß, and hath enduryt long, 300 Of Arthur In defending of his lond [Fol. 5.] Frome galiot, ſone of the fair gyonde, That bro{ch}t of kny{ch}t{is} o paſing confluens; [Sidenote: wherein Lancelot won renown by his defence of Arthur;] And how lancelot of arthur{is} hol defens 304 And of the ver{is} berith the renowñ; And how he be the wais of fortou{n}e [Sidenote: and at last made peace between the two princes.] Tuex the two princ{is} makith the accorde, Of al there mortall wer{is} to concorde; 308 [Sidenote: I shall also tell how Venus rewarded him.] And how that venus, ſiting hie abuf, Reuardith hyme of trauell in to loue, And makith hyme his ladice grace to have, And thankfully his ſ{er}uice cane reſave; 312 This is the mat{er} quhich I think to tell. Bot ſtil he mot ry{ch}t w{i}t{h} the lady duell, Quhill tyme cu{m} eft that we ſchal of hy{m} ſpek. [Sidenote: My summary must end for the present.] This p{ro}ceß [now] mot cloſine beñ and ſtek; 316 And furth I wil one to my mat{er} go. [Headnote: THE DEDICATION.] [Sidenote: But I pray for the support of a very great poet,] Bot first I pray, and I beſek also, One to the moſt conpilour to ſupport, Flour of poyet{is}, quhois nome I wil report 320 To me nor to noñ vthir It accordit, [Sidenote: whose name I may not mention;] In to our rymyng his nam̅ to be recordit; For ſum ſuld deme It of preſumpſioune, [Sidenote: for our riming is but derision, when his excellence is remembered.] And ek our rymyng is al bot deryſioune, 324 Quhen that reme{m}brit is his excellens, So hie abuf that ſtant in reu{er}ans. Ye freſch enditing of h{is} laiting toung [Sidenote: The world knows his eloquence in inditing Latin;] Out throuch yis world ſo wid is yroung, 328 Of eloquens, and ek of retoryk; Nor is, nor was, nore neu{er} beith hyme lyk, [Sidenote: and none can ever gladden the world like him:] This world gladith of h{is} ſuet poetry. His ſaul I blyß conſeruyt be for-thy; 332 [Sidenote: to him be the thanks for my success.] And yf that ony lusty terme I wryt He haith the thonk y{er}of, {and} this endit. EXPLICIT P{RO}LOG{US}, ET INCIPIT P{RI}M{US} LIBER.