Of grace, and that I glad ayein may turne,
720
For love of him thou lovedest in the shawe,
I mene [Adoon], that with the boor was slawe.
104. O Iove eek, for the love of faire [Europe],
The whiche in forme of bole away thou fette;
Now help, O Mars, thou with thy blody cope,
725
For love of [Cipris], thou me nought ne lette;
O Phebus, thenk whan [Dane] hir-selven shette