Weneth fully to cacche a tyme and hour
To have on us, your liges, a sharp shour,
And to his servitude us knitte and thralle.
But ay we truste in you, our prótectour;
On your constaunce we awayten alle.
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Commandeth that no wight have hardinesse,
O worthy king, our Cristen emperour,
Of the feith to despute more or lesse
Openly among people, wher errour