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To seke a childe of semlant age
            I have faryn ryght fferre.
Jasper is my name knowyn,
In many countres that are myn owyn,
Thorwe byttyr blastys that gyn blowyn,
            I stryke aftere the sterre.

I brynge myrre to my present,
A byttyr lycour verament,
ffor he xal suffyr byttyr dent,
            In a maydonys flesche is clad.
On byttyr tre he xal be bent,
Man and God omnypotent,
With byttyr betynge his fflesche be rent,
            Tyl alle his blood be bledde.

Herod. Now I regne lyk a kynge areyd ful ryche,
  Rollyd in ryngges and robys of array;
Dukys with dentys I dryve into the dyche,
  My dedys be ful dowty demyd be day.
I xalle marryn tho men that belevyn amysse,
  And there in sette there sacramentes are I say;
Theris no lorde in this werde that lokygh me lykei-wysse
  ffor to lame herytykk of the lesse lay.
            I am jolyere than the jay,
Stronge thevys to steke,
That wele oure lawys breke,
On the wrecchis I wylle be wreke,
            And hont hem undyr hay.

In kyrtyl of cammaka kynge am I cladde,
  Cruel and curryd in myn crowne knowe;
I sytt here ondyr Sesar in my sette sadde,
  Sorwyn to sottys suche sede wytt I sowe.