Cast not thy bones unto the floor,
But on thy trencher thee before.
Keep clean thy cloth before thee all,
And sit thou still, whatso befall,
Till grace be said unto the end,
And till thou have washen with thy friend.
Let him that worthier is than thou art,
Wash before thee; that is thy part.
And spit thou not in thy basin
My sweet son, that thou washest in.