Two foules saw I sitte tho;
The falser, foul mote him befall!
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That oon did plede on the Popes syde,
A Griffon of a grim stature.
A Pellicane withouten pryde
To these lollers layde his lure;
He mused his matter in mesure,
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To counsayl Christ ever gan he call.