My penne thow guyde, and helpe vnto me shewe;
For as the firste off alle lettres ys the A,
So Artow firste Modir of alle vertue.
Off myn vnkunnynge, swete lady, now Rewe;
And thouhe vntauhte I speke of governaunce,
Withe thy swete helpe supporte myn ygnoraunce.
A, Bele Babees, herkne now to my lore!
Whenne yee entre into your lordis place,
Say first, “god spede;” And alle that ben byfore
Yow in this stede, salue withe humble Face;