On my rok.
Well were he myght get me!
Now will I downe set me; 340
Yit reede I no man let me,
For drede of a knok.
39. Noe. Behold to the heuen the cateractes all,
That are open full euen, grete and small,
And the planettis seuen left has thare stall. 345
Thise thoners and levyn downe gar fall
Full stout