Abeele. I wolde ffayn knowe how I xuld do,
To serve my lord God to his plesyng;
Therfore, Caym, brother, lete us now go
Unto oure ffadyr withowte lettyng,
Suenge hym in vertu and in norture
To com to the hyȝer joy celestyalle,
Remembryng to be clene and pure,
For in mysrewle we myth lythly falle
Aȝens hevyn kynge.
Lete us now don oure dyligens,