[8] One euery thing to valkyne thar curage,
That natur haith set wnder hire mycht,
Boith gyrß, and flour, and euery luſty vicht:
And namly thame that felith the aſſay
[12] Of lufe, to ſchew the kalendis of may,
Throw birdis ſonge with opine wox one hy,
That ſeſſit not one lufaris for to cry,
Leſt thai forȝhet, throw ſlewth of Ignorans,
[16] The old wſage of lowis obſeruans.
and when I espy his bright face,