n wy[th] oo voyse
Cryde to god wy[th] Oo noyse, 432
to whom his "Fader in heuene, [th]y wyll_e_ be doon;
soldiers pray Defende [th]y puple fram [th]eire foon,
And lat not [th]e he[th]on_e_ Men
Destroye [th]e puple crystien: 436
Haue Mercy on [th]y se[r]uantis bonde,
to keep them And kepe ham fram [th]e he[th]on_e_ honde;
from the [Th]e Muchelnesse of Men sainfayle
heathen's hands. Ys nat victorie in Batayle; 440

[The Battle Between Arthur and Lucius.]

But after [th]e wyll_e_ [th]_a_t in heuene ys,
So [th]e victorie falle[th] y-wys."
Arthur's Than seyd Arthour, "hyt ys so:
"Forward!" Auau_n_t Baner, & be Goo." 444
Now frendes all_e_, for goddes loue,
Rere[th] [gh]owre hertes to god aboue,
And seye[th] [gh]owre prayeris faste,
[Th]_a_t we well_e_ spede furst & laste. 448

Pater noster.

The emp_er_our tryst on hys men,
And [th]_a_t h_a_[th] bygyled hym;
Forsothe hyt most nedez be so,
For [th]ey be[th] cursed [th]at well_e_ hyt do, 452
_Maledict_us_ Such_e_ all_e_ myght come[th] of god;
q_ui_ To tryst on hym, y hold hyt good.
_con_fid_e_t in Lucye ha[th] pyght his pauelou_n_
ho_m_i_n_e._ And sprad wy[th] pryde his gu_n_fanou_n_; 456
His claryou_n_s blastes full_e_ grete blywe,
Archeris schot(:) Men ouer-thrywe;
The battle Bowes, arwes, & arblastere
begins. Schot sore alle y-vere; 460
Quarels, arwes, [th]ey fly smerte;
[Th]e fyched Men [th]ru[gh] heed & herte;
Axes, sperys, and gysarmes gret,
Clefte Many a prowt Ma_n_nes heed: 464
Hors & steedes gan to grent,
And deyde wy[th] strok_is_ [th]_a_t [th]ey hente;
Many a man [th]_er_e lost hys lyf, [Fol. 45_b_.]
Many on was wedyw [th]_a_t was wyff; 468
Men are wetshod [Th]ere men were wetschoede
with brains and All_e_ of Brayn & of blode;