Than seyd Arthour, "hyt ys so: Arthur's "Forward!"
Auaunt Baner, & be Goo." 444
Now frendes alle, for goddes loue,
Rereþ ȝowre hertes to god aboue,
And seyeþ ȝowre prayeris faste,
Þat we welle spede furst & laste. 448
Pater noster.
The emperour tryst on hys men,
And þat haþ bygyled hym;
Forsothe hyt most nedez be so,