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126 Lion, hewe me this bolde and daungerous beat, bringe mee to him where he is without any more adoe. The Foxe that knewe a Welle where they drue up water with ropes, that the beates could not drink of it, brought him to the Welles yde, and ayde. Sir, the Lion your enimie is within the Welle. He lutily leaped vp treight vpon the Curbe of the Welle, and eeing his ymage in the water he fiereyle cat himelfe into the Well, uppoing to haue encountered with the Lyon his enemie: by meanes whereof hee plunged himelfe into the bottome, and drowned treight. Which newes brought vnto the beats, auouched for troth, they ioyfully imbraced this craftie recouered Foxe. Therefore aid the Ae, thou thinkt thou goet in clowdes, & handlet thy matters in uch ecret that they hal not be knowne. But if through thy pight and malice the Bull come to his death, what hat thou done? To hurt him that is the bountie and goodnee of the world, it were to great a inne. Thinket thou the heauens beholde thee not? Beleeuet thou thy naughtynee is hidden from Gods ecrete knowledge? O maiter Moyle, thou art deceyued, thou knowet not what thou doet.

Good brother Ae ay what thou lit, I am elfe willed in this I tell thee, and out of doubt I will