Who-so wole sowe a feeld plentivous, lat him first delivere it fro
thornes, and kerve asunder with his [hook] the busshes and the
fern, so that the corn may comen hevy of eres and of greynes.
[Hony] is the more swete, yif mouthes han first tasted savoures that
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ben wikkid. The sterres shynen more agreably whan the wind
[Nothus] leteth his [ploungy] blastes; and after that Lucifer the
day-sterre hath chased awey the derke night, the day the fairere
ledeth the rosene hors of the sonne. And right so thou, bi-holdinge
first the false goodes, [bigin] to with-drawen thy nekke