Take it mekely, and thanke God of his grace;
For nowe go I wyll begge for you some mete; 2060
It is foly agaynst God for to plete;
I wyll walke nowe with my beggers baggys,
And happe you the whyles with these homly raggys.
Discedendo[855] dicat ista verba.
A, howe my lymmys be lyther and lame!
Better it is to begge than to be hangyd with shame;
Yet many had leuer hangyd to be,
Then for to begge theyr mete for charyte: