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courage, wanting his yong and wonted force, conſidered of it like an aged bodie, as hee had bene a gelt Oxe that had drawne in plough a xij yeares, and aunſwered many wordes confuſedlye, running from one thinge to another, and thus they went debating and kneading of the matter togithers a good while: the Bull Hand ing rather in feare than hope; which feare this Moyle with hys true reaſons brought out of his heade againe. The Bull perſwaded by the Moyle was contented to go with him, relying ſtill upon his promiſe. Who gaue him his worde that he ſhould by this iourney (in goinge to ſhewe his duetie to the King) haue no maner of hurt, neither in word nor deede: and this promiſe alwayes kept, he ſayde he woulde willinglye abide with the Kinge. Then the Moyle bounde his promiſe with a ſolemne othe and that with as great an oth as a Moyle might ſweare by : and that was by the eares of the Aſſe his brother. And then touching their feet togithers (I would ſaye handes in beaftes is vnderſtanded) they kiſſed in the verye mouth euen with their tongues, and ſo went on the neareſt way. The King ſtanding in his ſtately Tarras, (mounted in the higheſt place of his Princelie Palace) looking rounde about the Countrie, thinking it a thouſande yeares till he ſawe this mightie Bull : beholde he ſpiedthe