And is the wisest now on earth I weene;
His dwelling is low in a valley greene,
Under the foot of Rauran mossy hore,[°]
From whence the river Dee[°] as silver cleene,
His tombling billowes roll with gentle rore:
There all my dayes he traind me up in vertuous lore.
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Thither the great magicien Merlin came,
As was his use, ofttimes to visit me: