Of honest mirth let be thy dalliance,
Swear no oaths and speak no ribaldry;
The best morsels—have this in remembrance—
Wholly thyself to take do not apply.
Part with thy fellows, for that is courtesy.
Heap not thy trencher high with many morséls,
And from blackness alway keep thy nails.
Of courtesy it is against the law
With rudeness, son, to make cause of offence;
Of old forfeits[[76]] upbraid not thy fellow;