It wolde me hyndyr and do me greff,
What were God the better, thou sey me tylle,
To ȝevyn hym awey my best sheff,
And kepe myself the wers?
He wylle neyther ete nor drynke,
ffor he doth neyther swete nor swynke:
Thou shewyst a ffebyl reson, me thynke,
What thou fonnyst as a best I gesse.
Abelle. ȝit me thynkyth my wyt is good.
To God evermore sum love to shewe,