QUOS UIDES SEDERE CELSOS.

[Sidenote: [The ij^de Met{ur}.]]

++Who so þat þe couertures of her veyn apparailes myȝt[e] strepen of

þise proude kynges þat þou seest sitten on heyȝe in her chayeres

glyterynge in shynynge purpre envyroned wiþ sorweful arm{ur}es manasyng

wiþ cruel mouþe. blowyng by woodnesse of herte. ¶ He sholde se þan þat

ilke lordes beren wiþ i{n}ne hir corages ful streyte cheynes for

leccherye tormentiþ he{m} on þat oon syde wiþ gredy venyms {and}

troublable Ire þat araiseþ in hem þe floodes of troublynges tourmentiþ

vpon þat oþer side hir þouȝt. or sorwe halt he{m} wery or ycauȝt. or

slidyng {and} disseyuyng hope tourmentiþ hem. And þerfore syn þou seest

on heed. þat is to seyne oon tyraunt bere so many[e] tyrauntis. þa{n} ne

doþ þilk tyraunt nat þat he desiriþ. syn he is cast doune wiþ so many[e]

wicked lordes. þat is to seyn wiþ so many[e] vices. þat han so wicked

lordshipes ouer hym.

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