| If that men list thyse folk knowe they may | |
| And yf a man wol axe hem priuely | |
| Why they be clothid so vnthriftely | |
175 | Right anon they wol roune in his ere | |
| And sayen yf that they aspyed were | |
| Men wolde hem sle be cause of her science | |
| Lo thus this folk betraien Innocence | |
| Pas ouer this I go my tale vnto | |
180 | Er that the pot be on the fyre ydo | |
| And metallis a certeyn quantite | |
| My lord hem temprith and noman but he | |
| Now is he goon I dar sey boldely | |
| For as men say he can do craftly | |
185 | Algate I woot wel he hath suche a name | |
| And yet ful ofte he rennyth in the blame | |
| And whyte ye how ful ofte it farith so | |
| The pot to brekith and farwel al is do | |
| The metallis been of so greet violence | |
190 | Our wallis mowe not make hem resistence | |
| But yf they were wrought of lym and stoon | |
| They persyn so and thorow the wal they goon | |
| And some of hem synke doun in to the grounde | |
| Thus haue we lost betyme meny a pounde | |
195 | And some ar skaterid al the floor aboute | |
| Some lepyn into the fire withouten doute | |
| Though þt the fend in our sighte him not shewe | |
| I trow that he with vs be that ilke shrewe | |
| In helle where he is lord and sire | |
200 | Ne is ther more wo rancour ne Ire | |