Al other mennys wyt. yet oft it doth befall.
Anothers is moche surer: and thyn the worst of all.
Of disordred and vngoodly maners.
Drawe nere ye folys of lewde condicion
Of yll behauoure gest and countenaunce
Your proude lokys, disdayne and derysyon
Expresseth your inwarde folysshe ignoraunce
Nowe wyll I touche your mad mysgoueraunce
Whiche hast to foly, And folysshe company
Treylynge your Baybll in sygne of your foly
In this our tyme small is the company
That haue good maners worthy of reuerence
But many thousandes folowe vylany