See yonder, lo, the [Galaxyë],
Which men clepeth the Milky Wey,
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For hit is whyt: and somme, parfey,
Callen hit Watlinge Strete:
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That ones was y-brent with hete,
Whan the sonnes sone, the rede,
That highte [Pheton], wolde lede
Algate his fader cart, and gye.