When this was read, then said this oldë man, “Believ’st thou this or no? say yea or nay.” “I believe all this,” quoth Valerian, “For soother 4496 thing than this, I dare well say, Under the Heaven no wight thinkë may.” Then vanish’d the old man, he wist not where; And Pope Urban him christened right there.

Valerian went home, and found Cecílie Within his chamber with an angel stand; This angel had of roses and of lily Coronës 4497 two, the which he bare in hand, And first to Cecile, as I understand, He gave the one, and after gan he take The other to Valerian her make. 4498