Nor ȝhit no thing that is in thi contrare.
Now—quod the maiſter—yow may well wnderſtand
[2120] Tueching thi drem as I have born on hande;
And planly haith the mater al declarith,
That yhow may know of wich yow was diſparith.
The lech, the lyone, and the flour alſo,
[2124] Yow worſchip them, yow ſerve them euermo;
And ples the world as I have ſaid before;
In gouernans thus ſtondith al thi glore.
Do now as thou list, for all is in thy hand.