“Than fandis he furth as I finde five and twenti days,

Come to a velanus vale thare was a vile cheele,

Quare flaggis of the fell snawe fell fra the heven,

That was a brade, sais the buke, as battes ere of wolle.

Than bett he many brigt fire and lest it bin nold,

And made his folk with thaire feete as florcs it to trede.