Saint Urban have behold, Tell him the wordës which I to you told; And when that he hath purged you from sin, Then shall ye see that angel ere ye twin.”
Valerian is to the placë gone; And, right as he was taught by her learning, He found this holy old Urban anon Among the saintës’ burials louting; And he anon, withoutë tarrying, Did his messáge, and when that he it told, Urban for joy his handës gan uphold.
The tearës from his eyen let he fall; “Almighty Lord, O Jesus Christ,” quoth he, “Sower of chaste counsél, herd of us all; The fruit of thilkë seed of chastity That thou hast sown in Cecile, take to thee: Lo, like a busy bee, withoutë guile, Thee serveth aye thine owen thrall Cicile.
“For thilkë spousë, that she took but new, Full like a fierce lión, she sendeth here, As meek as e’er was any lamb to ewe.” And with that word anon there gan appear An old man, clad in whitë clothës clear, That had a book with letters of gold in hand, And gan before Valerian to stand.
Valerian, as dead, fell down for dread, When he him saw; and he up hent him tho, And on his book right thus he gan to read; “One Lord, one faith, one God withoutë mo’, One Christendom, one Father of all alsó, Aboven all, and over all everywhere.” These wordës all with gold y-written were.
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 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 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.