But if he call them, at their good choice
They wander at will and stay at pleasure,
And to their folds yede at their own leisure.
But they had be better come at their call;
For many have unto mischief fall,
And been of ravenous wolves yrent,
All for they nould be buxom and bent.
HOB. Fie on thee, Diggon, and all thy foul leasing;
Well is known that, sith the Saxon king,[15]
Never was wolf seen, many nor some,