Thou xalt be dystroy with woful grevans,
And thi ryalté browth to trew confusyon.
ȝe that in the ceté han habytacyon,
Thei xal course the tyme that thei were borne,
So gret advercyté and trybulacion,
Xal falle on hem bothe evyn and morwyn.
Thei that han most chylderyn sonest xal wayle,
And seyn, alas! what may this meen?
Both mete and drynk sodeynly xal fayle,—
The vengeance of God ther xal be seen.