Be strengthe ne be mannes wit,
Than pacience it oversit
And overcomth it ate laste;[879]
Bot he mai nevere longe laste, 620
Which wol noght bowe er that he breke.
Tak hiede, Sone, of that I speke.
Amans.
Mi fader, of your goodli speche
And of the witt which ye me teche[880]
I thonke you with al myn herte: