<< To grypen other folkes good. Coveityse, for hir winning, 205 Ful leef hath other mennes thing. Another image set saugh I AVARICE. Next Coveityse faste by, And she was cleped AVARICE. Ful foul in peynting was that vice; 210 Ful sad and caytif was she eek, And al-so grene as any leek. So yvel hewed was hir colour, Hir semed have lived in langour. She was lyk thing for hungre deed, 215 That ladde hir lyf only by breed Kneden with eisel strong and egre; And therto she was lene and megre. And she was clad ful povrely, Al in an old torn courtepy, 220 As she were al with dogges torn; And bothe bihinde and eek biforn Clouted was she beggarly. A mantel heng hir faste by, Upon a perche, weyke and smalle; 225 A burnet cote heng therwithalle, Furred with no menivere, >> Coveitise ne set entendre A riens qu'à l'autrui acrochier; Coveitise à l'autrui trop chier. Une autre ymage y ot assise AVARICE. Coste à coste de Coveitise, AVARICE estoit apelée: Lede estoit et sale et foulée Cele ymage, et megre et chetive, Et aussi vert cum une cive. 200 Tant par estoit descolorée Qu'el sembloit estre enlangorée; Chose sembloit morte de fain, Qui ne vesquit fors que de pain Petri à lessu fort et aigre; Et avec ce qu'ele iere maigre, Iert-ele povrement vestuë, Cote avoit viés et desrumpuë, Comme s'el fust as chiens remese; Povre iert moult la cote et esrese, 210 Et plaine de viés palestiaus. Delez li pendoit ung mantiaus A une perche moult greslete, Et une cote de brunete; Où mantiau n'ot pas penne vaire, << But with a furre rough of here, Of lambe-skinnes hevy and blake; It was ful old, I undertake. 230 For Avarice to clothe hir wel Ne hasteth hir, never a del; For certeynly it were hir loth To weren ofte that ilke cloth; And if it were forwered, she 235 Wolde have ful greet necessitee Of clothing, er she boughte hir newe, Al were it bad of wolle and hewe. This Avarice held in hir hande A purs, that heng [doun] by a bande; 240 And that she hidde and bond so stronge, Men must abyde wonder longe Out of that purs er ther come ought, For that ne cometh not in hir thought; It was not, certein, hir entente 245 That fro that purs a peny wente. And by that image, nygh y-nough, ENVYE. Was peynt ENVYE, that never lough, Nor never wel in herte ferde But-if she outher saugh or herde 250