Thi thought and wylle thou must refreyn,
Alle thi desyre, as I the rede,
In clennes of lyff thiself restreyn.
ffrendys, these be the lawys that ȝe must kepe,
Therfore every man sett welle in mende,
Wethyr that thou do wake or slepe,
These lawys to lerne thou herke ful hynde.
And Godys grace xal be thi ffrende,
He socowre and save ȝow in welthe fro woo!
ffare welle, gode frendys, for hens wyll I wende,