| The ferrest in his parish more and lite | |
| Vp on his feet and in his hond a staf | |
| This nobil ensample vnto his sheep he yaf | |
| That first he wroughte & aftirward taughte | |
500 | Out of the gospell the wordis he caughte | |
| And this figure he ekyd therto | |
| That if gold ruste what sholde Iren do | |
| For a preest to be foul in whom we truste | |
| No wonder is a lowd man to ruste | |
505 | And shame it is yf a preest take kepe | |
| A slotty shepherde and a clene shepe | |
| Wel oughte a preest ensample to yeue | |
| Be his clennesse how his sheep sholde lyue | |
| Be sette not his benefice to hire | |
510 | And lete his sheep acombre in the myre | |
| And renne to london to saint Poulis | |
| And seke hym a chauntrie for soulis | |
| Othir with a bretherhede to be witholde | |
| But duelle at hoom and kept his folde | |
515 | So that the wolf ne hadde the maistrye | |
| He was a sheepherde and not a mercenarye | |
| And though he holy were and vertuous | |
| He was nat to a sinfulman to despitous | |
520 | But in his speche discreet and benigne | |
| Ne of his techyng daungerous ne digne | |
| To drawe folk to heuen with fairnesse | |
| Be good ensampyl this was his besinesse | |
| But it were ony persone obstinat | |
| Whether he were of high or lowe astat | |