No man deceived his neighbour and eke a thing full rare
It was to find a man you might not trust;
But look what once they promised, they did that well and just.
If neighbours were at variance, they ran not straight to law:
Daysmen[10] took up the matter, and cost them not a straw,
Such delight they had to kill debate and strife;
And surely even in those days was there more godlier life.
Howbeit men of all ages are wonted to dispraise
The wickedness of time that flourished at their days.
As well he may discern, who for that but lightly looks,