To telle him next whan Grekes sholden flee,
545
And forthy [lette] him no man, god forbede,
But preye Apollo helpen in this nede.
79. Now is ther litel more for to done,
But Pandare up, and shortly for to seyne,
Right sone upon the chaunging of the mone,
550
Whan lightles is the world a night or tweyne,
And that the welken shoop him for to reyne,