(192)

Now god do his soule mede! 2215

On the soudan⁾ he had a dede

Vppon⁾ euery good ffryday.

Iesu sent hym strengith I-nougħ,

Torrent kills the Sultan,

With dynt of sword he hym slougħ,

There went none quyk away. 2220

Down knelid that knyght [2321]

And thankid god with all̴ his myȝt⁾:

So ought he well̴ to say.

The Cite, that sir Torent was yn⁾,

Worldely goodis he left ther yn⁾, 2225

To kepe it nyght and day.