I wole þee fynde til þou be oolde;
How wolt þou quyte it me?"
Quod desteine, "he is bouȝt & soolde."
Quod deeþ, "his eende make schal we."
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Quod þe child, "y come poore þe world with|inne
To pursue a wondirful eritage:
Nakid out of þe wyket of synne,
Of the perellis of streite passage,
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To seke deeþ y dide bigynne,
Þat ilke dredful pilgrymage,
Mi body & soule to parte a tweyne,
To make a deuourse of þat mariage.
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Liȝtnesse, strenþe, corage & bewte,
Þe comaundementis þat god bede;
Lust, liking, & iolite,
.vij. werkis of mercy [page 122] and þe crede.
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Veyn glorie, flaterynge, and vanyte,
Sowowe, siȝing, loue, & drede,
To the child her seruice profren he,
For helle peyne or heuene meede.
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Thanne come oon & stood ful stille,
And his seruice profride he:
"Þese folke wolde þi silfe spille
To make þee bonde; y wole make þee free.
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Þei han þee tauȝt boþe good & ille;
From her councel fast þou flee,
For my name is freewille;
Leue alle hem & folowe me."
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The ȝonge childe in studie stood,
And in herte wittis souȝte.
Conscience mengid his mood,
"Mi fair childe, what hast þou þouȝt?
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