The world is well amend,
Their weeds be not so nighly wore;
Such simplesse might them shend!
They be yclad in purple and pall,
So hath their God them blist;
They reign and rulen over all,
And lord it as they list;
Ygirt with belts of glittering gold,
(Might they good shepheards been!)
Their Pan their sheep to them has sold,