R. Copland to the reders

O heuenly folke and good
Which lyst for to take payne
To taste of this swete flode
Which on the rode dyd straine
In your hertes let remaine
The swete tast and sauoure
Of that heuenly lycoure.

Out of that doulcet well
To sowles con[f]ortatyfe
Moost reuthfully dyd swell
The very streme of lyfe
To vs restoratyfe
Whice payed the hole rau n som
For thy heuenly kyngdome

Let in your hertys degout
That spryng of lyfe most swete
That fro m god es hert did spoute
And from his handes and fete
And thus w i t h grace replete
Ye maye be full sure
From all mysauenture.