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185. Neither Too Humble Nor Too Proud
lord, how scholde I roule me of al men I-preysed to be.
If y halde the lowe A-syse
And take a-ray of lytel pryse,
Then men wil say, ‘he ys nowȝt wyse,
He ys a fow, let hym be!’
And take a-ray of lytel pryse,
Then men wil say, ‘he ys nowȝt wyse,
He ys a fow, let hym be!’
And ȝyf I take the mene Astate
& wyth non man maky debat,
Than men wil sey, erly & late,
That I am worth no maner fe.
& wyth non man maky debat,
Than men wil sey, erly & late,
That I am worth no maner fe.
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And yf y take gryte A-ray,
Hors & hondes & clothes gay,
Than men wel say euery day
That I passe my degre.
Hors & hondes & clothes gay,
Than men wel say euery day
That I passe my degre.
Then take thow hede of the oxe,
Go nowȝt to lowe for the ffoxe,
Nether to hey tyl thow be wox,
ffor the kyte that wolde they sle.
Go nowȝt to lowe for the ffoxe,
Nether to hey tyl thow be wox,
ffor the kyte that wolde they sle.
Ther-for loke that thow be scley,
ffor no thyng hew thow tow hey,
last they falle don in-to thy ey,
The spones that Above they be.
ffor no thyng hew thow tow hey,
last they falle don in-to thy ey,
The spones that Above they be.
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