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And kouthe I nevere, by Crist!
Kepen it clene an houre,
That I ne soiled it with sighte
Or som ydel speche,
Or thorugh werk, or thorugh word,
Or wille of myn herte,
That I ne flobre it foule
Fro morwe til even.” [Conscience,

“And I shal kenne thee," quod
“Of contricion to make
That shal clawe thi cote
Of alle kynnes filthe.
Cordis contritio, etc.
Do-wel shal wasshen and wryngen it
Thorugh a wis confessour.
Oris confessio, etc.
Do-bet shal beten it and bouken it
As bright as any scarlet,
And engreyven it with good wille
And Goddes grace to amende the,
And sithen sende thee to satisfaccion
For to sowen it after.
Satisfactio Do-best.

Shal nevere cheeste by-molen it, Ne mothe after biten it, Ne fend ne fals man Defoulen it in thi lyve. Shal noon heraud ne harpour Have a fairer garnement Than Haukyn the actif man, And thow do by my techyng; Ne no mynstrall be moore worth Amonges povere and riche, Than Haukyns wif the wafrer,



With his activa vita."

8957 « And I shal purveie thee paast,"

quod Pacience,
Though no plough erye,
And flour to fede folk with
As best be for the soule,
Though nevere greyn growed,

grape upon vyne.
To alle that lyveth and loketh
Liflode wolde I fynde,
And that y-nogh shal noon faille
Of thyng that hem nedeth, 8967
We sholde noght be to bisy
Abouten oure liflode.'
Ne solliciti sitis, etc. Dolucres coeli

Deus pascit, etc. Patientes

vincunt. Thanne laughed Haukyn a litel, And lightly gan swerye, “Who so leveth yow, by oure Lord ! I leve noght he be blessed.”

No,” quod Pacience paciently; And out of his poke hente 8978 Vitailles of grete vertues For alle manere beestes, And seide,” Lo here liflode y-nogh ! If oure bileve be trewe. For lent nevere was lif, But liflode were shapen, Wher-of or wher-fore Or wher-by to libbe.

“ First the wilde worm Under weet erthe, Fissh to lyve in the flood,



And in the fir the criket,
The corlew by kynde of the eyr
Moost clennest fessh of briddes,
And bestes by gras and by greyn
And by grene rootes,

that alle men
Myghte the same
Lyve thorugh leel bileve
And love, as God witnesseth.”
Quodcunque petieritis a patre in

nomine meo, etc. Et alibi : Non in solo pane vivit homo, sed in omni verbo quod proce

dit de ore Dei. But I lokede what liflode it was That Pacience so preisede; And thanne was it a pece of the Fiat voluntas tua. [pater-noster,

“Have, Haukyn," quod Pacience, “ And et this whan the hungreth, Or whan thow clomsest for-cold, Or clyngest for-drye; Shul nevere gyves


Ne gret lordes wrathe,
Prison ne peyne;
For patientes vincunt.
By so that thow be sobre
Of sighte and of tonge,
In etynge and in handlynge,
And in alle thi fyve wittes,
Darstow nevere care for corn,
Ne lynnen cloth ne wollen,
Ne for drynke, ne deeth drede,
But deye as God liketh,




Or thorugh hunger or thorugh hete,
At his wille be it.
For if thow lyve after his loore,
The shorter lif the bettre.
Si quis amat Christum,
Mundum non diliget istum.

“For thorugh his breeth beestes
And a-brood yeden. (woxen
Dixit et facta sunt, etc.
Ergo thorugh his breeth mowen
Men and beestes lyven,
As holy writ witnesseth,
Whan men seye hir graces.
Aperis tu manum tuam, et imples

omne animal benedictione. “ It is founden that fourty wynter Folk lyvede withouten tulying ; And out of the flynt sprong the flood That folk and beestes dronken; And in Elyes tyme Hevene was y-closed, That no reyn ne roon; Thus rede men in bokes That many wyntres men lyveden, And no mete ne tulieden.

“Sevene slepe, as seith the book, Sevene hundred wynter, And lyveden withouten liflode, And at the laste thei woken. And if men lyvede as mesure wolde, Sholde nevere moore be defaute Amonges cristene creatures, If Cristes wordes ben trewe. Ac unkyndenesse caristiam





Amonges cristen peple; 9057
And over plentee maketh pryde
Amonges poore and riche.
Therfore mesure is muche worth,
It may noght be to deere ;
For the meschief and the mes-

Amonges men of Sodome,
Weex thorugh plentee of payn,
And of pure sleuthe.
Otiositas et abundantia panis pec-

catum turpissimum nutrivit.
For thei mesured noght hemself
Of that thei ete and dronke,
Thei diden dedly synne
That the devel liked,

9071 vengeaunce fil


For hir vile synnes ;
Thei sonken into helle,
The citees echone.

“For-thi mesure we us wel,
And make oure feith oure sheltrom ;
And thorugh feith cometh contri-
Conscience woot wel, [cion,
Which dryveth awey dedly synne,
And dooth it to be venial. [speke,
And though a man myghte noght
Contricion myghte hym save,
And brynge his soule to blisse ;
For so that feith bere witnesse,
That whiles he lyvede, he bilevede
In the loore of the holy chirche.
Ergo contricion, feith, and conscience
Is kyndeliche Do-wel,


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