With þe partis of an appil ben made at oon.
In children werre is now mirþe & now debate,
In her quarel is no violence,
now pleie, now wepinge, & seelde in oon state;
to her pleyntis ȝeue no credence;
A rodde reformeþ al her necligence;
in her corage no rancour dooþ abide,
who þat spariþ þe rodde all uertues settiþ a-side.
A! litil balade, voide of eloquence,
I praie ȝou ȝonge children þat þis schal se & rede,