The boke of Saint Albans

by Juliana Berners

What is a forloẏng.

¶ Yit mayster wolde I fayn thus at yow leere

What is a forloyng for that is goode to here

That shaƚƚ I say the quod he the soth at lest

When thy houndes in the wode sechyn any beest

And the beest is stoƚƚ a way owt of the fryth

Or the houndes that thow hast meten therwith

And any other houndes before: than may with hem mete

Thees oder houndes arn then forloyned I the hete

For the beste and the houndes arn so fer before

And the houndes be hynde be weere and soore

So that thay may not at the best cum at ther wiƚƚ

The houndes before forloyne hem and that is the skyƚƚ

Thay be ay so fere be fore to me iff thow wiƚƚ trust

And thys is the forloyne lere hit iff thow lust