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Nowe singe ye al who loue him welle

Poem (Canso): 

Nowe singe ye al who loue him welle,
Cantator et poeta,
Of his wit this day wolde we telle,
Magna et laeta!
In louely song hath he outshone
Stella lucidissima
And ful his skille hath long outgrowne
Rosa venustissima.
Yet euen this for short whil is,
Preye! Sone we liue in blis,
Credimus,
As more skille bicome his,
Fidimus
To striue on euere in that arte
And spredde the ioye within his harte.

Translation: 

Now sing you all, who love him well,
Singer and poet,
Of his wit this day would we tell,
Loud and glad!
In lovely song has he outshone
The brightest star,
And full his skill has long outgrown
The loveliest rose.
Yet even this is for a short while,
Pray! Soon we will live in bliss,
We believe,
As his skill grows;
We trust [in him]
To strive ever on in that art
And spread the joy within his heart.