Dispoiled hath this Land of the sweetness
Of Rhetorige; for unto Tullius
Was never man so like among us:
Also who was here in Philosophy
To Aristotle, in our Tongue, but thee?
The Steps of Virgil in Poesie,
Thou suedst eken men know well enough,
What combre world that thee my Master slough
Would I slaine were.
John Lidgate likewise in his Prologue of Bocchas, of the Fall of Princes, by him translated, saith thus in his Commendation: