Ne stryue aȝeines his statut, so sterneliche he loked. 315
Ac I warne ȝow, werkemen, wynneth while ȝe mowe,
For Hunger hide<r>ward hasteth hym faste,
He shal awake with water wastoures to chaste.
Ar fyue <ȝere> be fulfilled suche famyn shal aryse,
Thorwgh flodes and þourgh foule wederes frutes shul faille; 320
And so sayde Saturne, and sent ȝow to warne:
Whan ȝe se þe sonne amys, and two monkes hedes,
And a mayde haue þe maistrie, and multiplied bi eight,
Þanne shal Deth withdrawe, and Derthe be Iustice,