BOOK IV. BELLS, WELLS, STONES, AND DRAGONS.

Gorgons, and hydras, and chimeras dire.

Then up there raise ane wee wee man Franethe the moss-gray stane; His face was wan like the collifloure, For he nouthir had blude nor bane.

... where he stood, Of auncient time there was a springing well, From which fast trickled forth a silver flood, Full of great vertues, and for med’cine good: ... For unto life the dead it could restore.