MORALITE.
DEre Frendis, this Emperour̛ may be callid ecℏ Cristen̛ man̛ þat is myghti and riche, þe whicℏ for habundaunce of good inhietℏ him ayens god, scil. he is recheles to kepe his commaundementȝ, and he gotℏ in the forest of this world̛ for to hunte aboute wordly vanytes. but thenne ofte tymes þer riseth a thik clowde and a derk, scil. temptacion̛ of̘ the deveƚƚ, þe which ofte tymes departitℏ suche a man̛ fro the people of god, scil. fro the werkys of̘ mercy; and takith then a grete hete, þat is for to sey, dilectacion̛ of synnyng̘, & so he puttith of̘ his clothis, scil. good vertuys, þe which he receiued̛ in baptisme, and he entrith in to þe water of flesshly affeccions, in þe which a synner is ofte tyme delited. But when a man begynneth to þenk on his syn̛, and purposith to arise oute þerof bye contricion̛, then he sechith his clothis, scil. vertuys, the which he had yloste, but he fyndeth hem not.—what doth he thenne? He goth then to