which made him delay his journey.
Wich makith hyme his Iorneye to delaye.
And ſo befell apone the thrid day,
The bricht ſone, paſing in the weſt,
[372] Haith maid his courß, and al thing goith to Reſt;
Again he dreamt, that his bowels fell out, and lay beside him.
The king, ſo as the ſtory can dewyß,
He thoght aȝeine, apone the ſamyne wyß,
[Fol. 6.]
His vombe out fallith vith his hoil syde