Must folowe his trace, and alle his wittes dresse
Vertu to sewe, and vyces for to flee.
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For unto vertu longeth dignitee,
And noght the revers, saufly dar I deme,
Al were he mytre, croune, or diademe.
This firste stok was ful of rightwisnesse,
Trewe of his word, sobre, pitous, and free,
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Clene of his goste, and loved besinesse,