¶ Yf he be gentylmon of kyñ,
The porter wille lede the to hym.
When thow come tho halle dor to,
Do of thy hode, thy gloues also;
¶ Yf þo halle be at the furst mete,
This lessoun loke thow noȝt for-ȝete:
Þe stuard, countroller, and tresurere,
Sittand at de deshe, þou haylse in fere.
¶ Withiñ þe halle sett on ayther side,
Sitten other gentylmen as falles þat tyde;