Swiche men sholde swich deth thole, and ben i-leid so lowe. 440
Off eorles ant of barouns baldest hii were;
And nu hit is of hem bicome riht as theih nevere ne were
i-born.
God loke to the soules, that hii ne be noht lorn!
Ac whiles thise grete lordinges thus han i-hurled to hepe,
Thise prelatz of holi churche to longe theih han i-slepe;
Al to late theih wakeden, and that was muchel reuthe;
Theih weren ablent wid coveytise, and mihte noht se the treuthe
for mist. 449