When thi better take þe tho coppe,
Drinke thi selffe, & sette it vppe,
Take tho coppe with thi hondes
Lest it falle þer As þou stondes.
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When thi better spekes to the,
Do offe thi cape & bow þi kne.
At thi tabull noþer crache ne claw,
Than men wylle sey þou arte A daw.
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Wype not thi nose nor þi nos-thirlys,
Than mene wylle sey þou come of cherlys.
Make þou noþer cate ne hond
Thi felow at þou tabull round;
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Ne pleye with spone, trenchere, ne knyffe.
Yn honesty & clenys lede þou thi lyffe.
This boke is made for chylde ȝonge
At the scowle þat byde not longe:
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Sone it may be conyd & had,
And make them gode iff þei be bad.
God gyffe them grace, vertuos to be,
Fore than þei may both thryff & the.
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Amen! quod Kate.
