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 (v.) Flee now, attorlothe,

The less from the greater,

The greater the less,

Till boot from them both be.

(vi.) Have in mind, thou maythen,

What thou mentionedst,

What thou accomplishedst

At Alderford.

That never for flying ill

Fatally fell man,

Since we to him maythen

For medicine mixed up.

(vii.) This is the wort which

Wergule hight;

This sent the seal

Over seas ridge

Of other mischief

The malice to mend.

These nine can march on

Gainst nine ugly poisons.

A worm sneaking came

To slay and to slaughter;

Then took up Woden

Nine wondrous twigs,

He smote then the nadder

Till it flew in nine bits.

There ended it the crab apple

And its venom, that never it

Should more in house come,

(viii., ix.) Chervil and fennel

Two fair and mighty ones,

These worts the Lord formed,

Wise he and witty is,