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 LJI. The bliflit Pape in the place prayit tham ilkane To remayne to the meit, at the mydday ; And thaj grantit that gud, but gruching, to gane : Than till a wortheliche wane went thaj thar way; Patt till a palace of pryce pleſand allane, Was erekit rially, ryke of array, Pantit and apparalit proudly in pane, Sylit femely with lilk, futhly to ſay. Braid burdis, and benkis, ourbeld with bancouris of gold, Cled our with clene clathis, Railit full of richas, The eliaft was arras That ze ſe ſchold. LJ33. all thus thaj mufe to the meit: and the merſchale Sart bring watter to welche, of a well cleir : That was the falcoune fo fair, frely but fale Bad bitnis burdis vp braid, with a blyth cheir. The Pape pallit till his place, in his pontificale, The athill Empríour anone nechit him neit. kyngis, and patriarkis, kend with cardinalis hale, Addrellit thaim to that deis, and dukis ſo deir. Biſchopis bovnis to the burd, and merſchionis of mychtis; Erllis of honourís, abbotis of ordouris, Proweſtis and príouris, And mony kene knychtis.