¶ All the tresour erthely vnder {the} fyrmame{n}t
¶ That euer was made of goddys creacyon.
¶ To reward theym euenly were not equyualent.
¶ For her noble labour in his affleccyon.
¶ Wherfore take vpon you your Iurisdyccyon
¶ Rescu yonder knyghtes & recontynu fyght.
¶ And els a dew your crown for al your gret my{gh}t
¶ Vith these & suche wordys as I haue you tolde
¶ By good perseueraunce vttred in this wyse.
¶ Vertu hym remembred & gan to vexe bolde.
¶ And sayd yeue trew knyghtis to rescu I auyse
¶ Let vs no lengar tary from this entrepryse.
¶ Agayn to {the} felde soo Vertu retourned.
¶ That caused he{m} be mery {that} lo{n}g afore had morned
¶ Auaunt baner q{uo}d he in {the} name of Iesu
¶ And with {that} his people set vp a gret shoute.
¶ And cryed with a loude voce a Vertu a Vertu.
¶ Then began Vyce his hoost for to loke a boute.
¶ But I trow p{er}seuerau{n}ce was not long withoute
¶ He bathed his swerd in his foos blood.
¶ The boldest of hem all not ones hy{m} withstoode.
¶ Constau{n}ce hym folowed & brought hy{m} his spere
¶ But when p{er}seuerau{n}ce saw Vyce on his stede.
¶ No man coude hym let tyll he came there.
¶ For to byd hym ryde I trow it was no nede.
¶ All Vertu his oost prayed for his good spede.
¶ Agayn Vyce he rode with his grete shaft.
¶ And hym ouerthrew for all his sotyll craft.
¶ That seyng Frewill came to conscyence.
¶ And gan hym to repente {that} he with hym had be.
¶ Prayeng hym of cou{n}sell for his grete offence.
¶ That he agayn Vertu had made his arme.
¶ What was best to doo to humylyte:
¶ Q{uo}d conscyence must {thou} go so he hym thyder sent
¶ Dysguysed {that} he were not knowen as he wente.
¶ And whan he thyder came humylyte hym toke.
¶ A token & bad hym go to conffessyon.
¶ And shew hym his mater with a peteous loke
¶ Whiche done he hym sent to contrycyon.
¶ And fro thensforthe to satysfaccyon.
¶ Thus fro poost to pyler was he made to dau{n}ce.
¶ And at the last he went forthe to penau{n}ce.
¶ But now for to tel you whe{n} Vyce was ou{er}throw
¶ A gret part of his oost about hym gan resorte.
¶ But he was so febyll {that} he coude noman know.
¶ And whan they se {that} they knew no comforte.
¶ But caryed hym away be a preuy porte.
¶ And as they caryed dyspeyre with hy{m} met.
¶ With Vyce his rewarde he cam theym for to fet
¶ Then came there downe goodly ladyes tweyn.
¶ From the hyghe heuen aboue the fyrmamente.
¶ And sayd the gret Alpha & Oo moost souereyn.
¶ For that nobell tryumphe had hem thyder sent.
¶ One of hem to dryue Vyce to grete tormente.
¶ With a fyry strong {that} she bare in her hande.
¶ And so he dede dyspere & all his hole bande.
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