Wherof thi pris shal nevere ben abated.
My lord, in whom hath evere yit be founde[1975]
Pite withoute spot of violence,
Kep thilke pes alwei withinne bounde,
Which god hath planted in thi conscience:
So schal the cronique of thi pacience
Among the seintz be take into memoire 370
To the loenge of perdurable gloire.[1976]
And to thin erthli pris, so as y can,
Which everi man is holde to commende,