Chese thou hem never, yif thou do affter me;
The hande is hurt that bourdeth with the bere;[17]
Fawvel fareth even right as doth a bee;[18]
Hony mowthed, ful of swetnesse is she,[19]
But loke behinde and ware thee from hir stonge,[20]
Thow shalt have hurt yf thou play with hir longe.[21]
Dispreyse no wight but if effte thou may him preyse,
Ne preyse no firre but thou may discomende: 30
Weyghe thy wordes and hem by mesure peyse;
Thenke that the gilty may by grace amende,