For words ye might speak out apace—
Should make you live in evil case.
Close your hand upon your fist,[[47]]
And keep you well from “Had I wist[[48]]—”
In chamber among the ladies bright,
Keep your tongue and spend your sight.
Laugh not too loud with great outcry;
Neither rage with ribaldry.
Play with none but with your peer,
And tell not all the tales you hear.