CXXVI.
[1]
Bot lauerd haue bigged þe hous yhite,
Vnnait swanke þai þat biggen ite;
2
Bot lauerd yheme þe cite ai,
Þat yhemen ite vnnaite wake þai.
3
Vnnait es to you bi nighte
Forto rise bifore þe lighte:
Rises after ye haue siten swa,
Þat eten brede ofe sorw and wa.
4
When he has giuen þat es beste,
Slepe vnto luued hisse and reste,
Loke eritage ofe lauerd ofe blisse
Sones hires, fruite ofe wambe isse.
5
Als arwes in hand ofe mightand,
Swa sones ofe forschaken in land.
6
Seli bieren es whilke þat swa
Filled has his gerninge ful ofe þa:
He ne sal be schent, ereli ne late,
When he spekes with his faas in yhate.
