Of kinde, he coulde his olde father wonne

Withouten lore; as can a drake swimme,

When it is caught and caried to the brimme.”

“Men knewe him well and didden hym honour, For at Athenis duke and lorde was he, As Theseus his father hath ibe, That in his tyme was of grete renown, No man so grete in all his regioun, And like his father efface and of stature; And false of love, it came hym of nature; As doeth the foxe, Renarde the foxes sonne, Of kinde, he coulde his olde father wonne Withouten lore; as can a drake swimme, When it is caught and caried to the brimme.”

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