To worschipe hym þere wit is geson;
For fawte of grace, vertue ben gyde.
To chastyse fooles is ay in seson,
To worschip or shame, after þe dede.
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¶ Syngulerte is sotyle þefte.
Þey calle hit custom, trouþe to blende.
Whan trouþe wole reherce þat efte,
Þan god wil vengeance wiþ trouþe sende,
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Shamely falsed to shende,
Drede and stryf among hem shede.
To preue who is goddis frend,
Comons be witnesse of here dede.
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¶ Putte fro court, þat chericheþ vys,
Þat place of vertues wolde shende.
Nedeles delys, and nedeles gys,
Þe wastours out of worschip spende.
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Wiþ wit and vysement all amende.
Lete werk be witnes ȝe can ȝoure Crede.
Wiþ corage and hardynes ȝoure reme defende,
In goddis querell ȝe do ȝoure dede.
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¶ A trewe man reccheþ neuere a dell
Þouȝ all þe world his werkis aspyȝed;
And falsed, for he doþ not well,
He wolde trouþes tonge were tyȝed,
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For he shulde not telle who hym nyȝed.
Þerfore þe fals þe false fede,
Til trouþe in preson be faste alyȝede,
And dampne trouþe for falsed dede.
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¶ Whanne ȝe han made pes wiþ-ynne,
All ȝoure reme in vnyte,
Vttere-more ȝe mot bygynne;
Strengþe ȝoure marche, and kepe þe see.
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