A fole is knowen by his toyes and his Cote.
But by theyr clothinge nowe may we many note.
Aparayle is apayred. Al sadness is decayde
The garmentes ar gone that longed to honestye.
And in newe sortes newe Foles ar arayede
Despisynge the costom of good antiquyte.
Mannys fourme is disfigured with euery degre
As Knyght Squyer yeman Jentilman and knaue,
For al in theyr goynge vngoodely them behaue
The tyme hath ben, nat longe before our dayes