But you that welthe[316] this bete,
You landlordes[317] that be grete,
You wolde not pay so for your meate,
Excepte your grasing ware so sweate,
Or elles I[318] feare me I,
Ye wold fynde remeadye,[319]
And that[320] right shortlye.
But yet this extremytie,
None feles yt but the comynaltie:
Alas, is there no remedye,