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NOTES.
And one there was Nectabanus
Wise in this art, and malicious:
When king or earl came on him to war,
Quick he looked in the star;
Of wax made him puppéts,
And made them fight with bats[1]:
And so he learned, je vous dis,
Ay to quell his enemy,
With charms and with conjurisons[2]:
Thus he essayed the regiouns,
That him came for to assail,
In very manner of battaíle;
By clear candle in the night,
He made each one with other fight,
Of all manner of nations
That comen by ship or dromouns[3],
At the last of many londe
Kings thereof had great onde[4],
Well thirty[5] y-gathered beoth
And bespeaketh all his death,
King Philip of great thede[6],
Master was of that fede[7],
