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XC.

French.

Les deux copies au murs ne pourront joindre, Dans cet instant trembler _Milan_, _Thesin_, Faim soif, doutance si fort les viendront prendre, Chair, pain, ne vivres nauront un seul boucin.

English.

The two Armies shall not be able to joyn by the Walls, At that instant _Milan_ and _Thesin_ shall tremble, Hunger, thirst, and fear shall so seize upon them, They shall not have a bit of meat, bread, nor victuals.

ANNOT.

_Milan_ is a City in _Italy_, and _Thesin_ is the River that passeth by it.