This kynge and quene by good true loue and ryght

 What sholde I shewe by perambulacyon

All this grete tryumphe of whiche reporte

Is made aboute nowe in euery nacyon

Vnto all this realme to be Ioy and comforte

Wherfore you lordes I humby you exhorte

Spyrytuall and temporall with the comyns vnyfyde

To gyue god the prayse which dothe grace prouyde

 Englonde be gladde / the dewe of grace is spred

The dewe of Ioy / the dewe holsome and soote

Dystylled is nowe from the rose so red

And of the whyte so spryngynge from the roote

After our trouble to be refute and boote

This ryall tree was planted as I knowe

By god aboue the rancour to downe throwe

 Who is the floure that dothe this grace dystyll

But onely Henry the viii.kynge of his name

With golden droppes all Englonde to fulfyll

To shewe his larges his honour and his fame

His dedes therto exemplefye the fame

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