Wo wurðe soreȝe seue ȝier for seue nihte blisse.
⁊ ure blisse þe ende haueð for ende lease pine
Betere is wori water þan atter imengd mid wine.
145 Swines brade is wel swete swo is of wilde diere.
Ac al to diere he hit abuið þe ȝiefð þar fore his swiere.
Ful wombe mai lihtliche speken of hunger ⁊ of fasten
Swo mai of pine þe not hwat is pine þe sal ilasten. |
Hadde fonded sume stunde he wolde seggen oðer
150 Eðlate him ware wif ⁊ child suster ⁊ fader ⁊ broðer.
Al he wolde oðerluker don ⁊ oðerluker þenche