With any skynne3 countenaunce, hit keuere3 me ese;
Bot to take þe toruayle1 to my-self, to trwluf expoun,
& towche þe teme3 of tyxt, & tale3 of arme3,
To yow þat, I wot wel, welde3 more sly3t
Of þat art, bi þe half, or a hundreth of seche
As I am, oþer euer schal, in erde þer I leue,
Hit were a fole fele-folde, my fre, by my trawþe.
I wolde yowre wylnyng worche at my my3t,
As I am hy3ly bihalden, & euer-more wylle
Be seruaunt to your-seluen, so saue me dry3tyn!"