With fayre dame Reason tyll his youth be past.
I obeyed his rest; there was no remedy;
My youth was past, and all my lustynes;
And right anone to us came Polizy,
With Avaryce bringing great riches;
My hole pleasure and delyte doubtles
Was set upon treasure insaciate,
It to beholde and for to aggregate.
The fleshly pleasure I had cast asyde,
Lytle I loved for to playe or daunce;