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1922 THE STAMFORD SCHISM 251 what was said before. We are all agreed ; wealth will come and wealth will go, but the head that has been cut off will never return (i.e. to Oxford). Thou didst divine and watch the stars while thou wishest to make us toe the mark ; thou didst tread us down ; now the net is broken ; thou didst plant much, but thou art not a true prophet. I reject the blood-stained Ford and the horned Ox ; I change my pasture ; I welcome a more fertile spot. Beneath the shield of Stamford I prefer to dwell safely, by which I have better thoughts ; so by the exchange I gain a noble time.' Fy-Rauf fecunde, qui rebus vivis habunde, Res alias funde, tua pignora sint aliunde. Parcere letali prodest pene capital!, Et, quia causa mail, convinci pignore tali. Dum res possesse valeant quasi pignus in esse. Set caput expresse non est offerre necesse. In Vada Saxosa, que nunc loca sunt studiosa, Hostibus exosa, prefers quedam capitosa, Nos debere premi, nisi sint sine remige remi, Anno sub demi capud hinc spondes tibi demi. Quid si perstemus, velit et rex lege volente ? Cum non sit f acinus, pacis virtute iubente. Restat pacta pati, capud et pro pignore solves. Heu miseri fati ; tune dicta priora revolves. Omnibus est visum ; veniet res resque peribit, Sed capud abcisum per tempora nulla redibit. Cum divinasti cursus sectando planete, Sidera servasti, dum nos vis iungere mete ; Nos conculcasti ; modo frangitur a pede rete ; Plurima plantasti ; non sunt tua verba prophete. Cum bove cornuto vada sanguinolenta refuto ; Pascua permuto ; loca fertiliora saluto. Sub saxi scuto magis est michi vivere tuto, Quo meliora puto ; sic tempus nobile muto. The other poem is a paean by the northern party over the death of a southern champion named Fulk ; the northern dog has given him a bite, and now he is lying in a loathsome trench, eaten by worms ; he was justly punished for his pride and bloodshed ; it was a case of death for death ; God gives all things according to desert. Where were your allies ? Roger, your echo, Herford, Sporman, Wyk and Wymbury ? They fled when death was about. Whether you are of the north or the south, such is a fit punishment for such evil doers. It is unknown who this Fulk was. In the same manuscript is an excommunication issued by the chancellor against those who made a murderous attack upon Magister Fulco de Lucy.