That þu tel trowth & make no lyes.
Chyld, be not froward, be not prowde,
But hold vp þy hedde & ſpeke a-lowde;
And when eny man ſpekyth to the,
Do of þy hode and bow thy kne,
And wayſch thy handes & þy face,
And be curteys yn euery place.
And where þou comyſt, with gode chere
In halle or bowre, bydde “god be here!”
Loke þou caſt to no mannes dogge,