He wol have tythinge and offringe, 885 Maugrè who-so-ever it gruche; And twyës on the day woll singe; Goddes prestes nere none suche! He mot on hunting with dogge and bic[c]he, And blowen his horn, and cryën "hey!" 890 And sorcery usen as a wicche; Such kepen yvell Peters key. Yet they mot have som stocke or stoon Gayly paynted, and proudly dight, To maken men [to] +leven upon, 895 And say, that it is full of might; About such, men sette up greet light, Other such stockes shull stand therby As darkë as it were midnight, For it may make no ma[i]stry. 900 That lewed people see it mow, Thou, Mary, worchest wonder thinges; About that, that men offren to now, Hongen broches, ouches, and ringes; The preest purchaseth the offringes, 905 But he nill offre to none image; Wo is the soule that he for singes, That precheth for suche a pilgrimage! To men and women that ben pore, That ben [in] Christes own lykenesse, 910 Men shullen offre at hir dore That suffren honger and distresse; And to suche imáges offre lesse, That mow not felë thurst ne cold; The pore in spirit gan Christ blesse, 915 Therfore offreth to feble and old. Buckelers brode, and swerdes longe, +Baudriks, with baselardes kene, Such toles about hir necke they honge; With Antichrist such preestes been; 920 Upon hir dedes it is well sene Whom they serven, whom they hono[u]ren; Antichristes they ben clene, And goddes goodes fa[l]sly deuouren. Of scarlet and grene gay[ë] gownes, 925 That mot be shapë for the newe, To clippen and kissen counten in townes The damoseles that to the daunce sewe; Cutted clothes to sewe hir hewe, With longë pykes on hir shoon; 930 Our goddes gospell is not trewe, Eyther they serven the divell or noon! Now ben prestes pokes so wyde, Men must enlarge the vestëment; The holy gospell they don hyde, 935 For they contrarien in rayment. Such preestes of Lucifer ben sent, Lyk conquerours they ben arayd, Proude pendaunts at hir ars y-pent, Falsly the truthe they han betrayd. 940 Shryft-silver suchë wollen aske is, And woll men crepë to the crouche; None of the sacraments, save askes, Without[ë] mede shall no man touche. On hir bishop their warant vouche, 945 That is lawe of the decrè; With mede and money thus they mouche, And +this, they sayn, is charitè! In the middes of hir masse They nill have no man but for hyre, 950 And, full shortly, let forth passe; Such shull men finde[n] in ech shyre That personages for profite desyre, To live in lykinge and in lustes; I dar not sayn, _sans ose ieo dyre_, 955 That such ben Antichristes preestes.