8. Moyses. Of þat same light lernyng haue I, 85
To me Moyses He mustered his myght,
And also vnto anodir, Hely,
Wher we were on an hille on hight.
Whyte as snowe was His body,
And His face like to þe sonne to sight: 90
No man on molde was so myghty
Grathely to loke agaynste þat light;
Þat same light se I nowe
Shynyng on vs sarteyne,