1181This Julius to the Capitolie went

82Upon a day, as he was wont to goon,

83And in the Capitolie anon him hent

84This false Brutus and his other foon,

85And sticked him with bodkins anon

86With many a wound, and thus they let him lie;

87But never groaned he at no stroke but one,

88Or else at two, but if his story lie.

1289So manly was this Julius at heart

90And so well loved estately honesty,

91That, though his deadly wounds sore smart,

92His mantle over his hips casteth he,

93For no man should see his privity.

94And, as he lay on dying in a trance,

95And wist verily that dead was he,

96Of honesty yet had he remembrance.

1397Lucan, to thee this story I recommend,

98And to Sueton, and to Valery also,

99That of this story written word and end,

100How that to these great conquerors two

101Fortune was first friend, and sithen foe.

102No man ne trust upon her favour long,

103But have her in await for evermore.

104Witness on all these conquerors strong.