¶ Whan Vertu & Vyce be her ambassatours. ¶ Knew of this answere they stood in gret doute. Neuertheles they seyd they wold e{n}dure tho shours ¶ And make an ende shortly of {that} they we{n}t aboute. ¶ Soo forth came Vyce {with} all his grete route. ¶ Er he came at {the} felde he sent yet priuely. ¶ Sensualyte before in maner of a spy. ¶ Whiche sewe {the} felde {with} his vnkynde seede. ¶ That caused Vertu after mykyll woo to feele ¶ For therof grewe nought but all oonly weede. ¶ Whiche made the grounde as sleper as an yele. ¶ He went ayene to vice & tolde hym euery dele. ¶ How he had done and bad hym come a way. ¶ For he had so purueyde {that} vyce sholde haue {the} day ¶ Soo as it happed at {that} felde they mete. ¶ Frewyll vertu and vice as tripartite. ¶ Saaf vertu a litil before the felde had gete. ¶ And ellis his aua{n}tage forsoth had be ful lyght ¶ Not for then encombred so was neuer wyght. ¶ As vertu & his men were with the ranke wede ¶ That in {the} felde grew of sensualitees sede ¶ But as soone as vyce of vertu had a syght. ¶ He gan swage gonnes as he had be woode ¶ That heryng vertu co{m}maunded euery wyght ¶ To pauyce hym vnder the sygne of {the} rode. ¶ And bad he{m} not drede but kepe styll where thy stode. ¶ It was but a shour shold sone co{n}fou{n}de ¶ wherfore he co{m}mau{n}ded the{m} sta{n}d & kepe her grou{n}d ¶ And whan vyce cam nerer to the felde. ¶ He callyd sore for bowes & bad hem shote faste ¶ But vertu & hys meyny bare of with {the} sheld. ¶ Of the blyssyd Trynyte ay tyll shot was past. ¶ And wha{n} shot was done vyce cam forth at last. ¶ Purposyng the felde wyth assaute to wyn. ¶ But v{er}tu kept it long he myght not ent{er} theryn. ¶ All that tyme Frewyll stode & hym bethought. ¶ To which he my{gh}t leue & what p{ar}t he wold take. ¶ At last sensualite had hy{m} so fer brought. ¶ That he sayd playnly he v{er}tu wold forsake. ¶ And in vyce hys quarell all his power make. Nota Iwis quod reason {that} is not for the beste. ¶ Noforse sayd frewyll I wyll do as my lyst.