Ete not this frute ne me dysplese,
ffor than thou deyst, thou skapyst nowth.
Now have I made alle thynge of nowth,
Hevyn and erthe, foulle and best:—
To alle thynge that myn hand hath wrowth,
I graunt myn blyssyng that evyr xal lest;
My wey to hefne is redy sowth,
Of werkyng I wole the vij.ᵗᵉ day rest,
And alle my creatures that be abowth,
My blyssyng ȝe have both est and west.