To here Goddys wurde therfore man love.
Thi body doth love materal brede,
Withoute the wurde of God thi soule is but dede,
To love prechynge therfore I rede,
If thou wylt duellyn in blysse above.
Sathan. ffor no grett hungyr that I kan se,
In glotony thou wylt not synne;
Now to the temple come forthe with me,
And ther xal I shewe the a praty gynne.
Up to this pynnacle now go we,