So be myn helpe in this grete nede
To do socour my stile to directe
And of my penne the tracys to correcte
Whyche bareyn is of aureat lycour
But in thi grace I fynde som favour
For to conveye it wyth thyn influence,
That stumbleth ay for faute of eloquence
For to reherse or writen any word.
— Laud Troy Book ll. 28-35
This is me commenting on my own post so that I can see what that’s like.
This is me replying to my own comment so that I can see what that’s like.