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Than fell ther fra the firmament as it ware fell sparkes,

Ropand doune o rede fire, than any rayne thikir.”

“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. ⋮ Than fell ther fra the firmament as it ware fell sparkes, Ropand doune o rede fire, than any rayne thikir.”