¶ Yf Any ma{n} haue part w{i}t{h} þe i{n} gyft, W{i}t{h} hym þ{o}u make an euen skyft; Let hit not henge in honde for glose, Þ{o}u art vncurtayse yf þ{o}u hyt dose. 200 ¶ To saynt{is} yf þ{o}u þy gate hase hyȝt, Thou schall{e} fulfylle h{i}t w{i}t{h} all{e} þy myȝt, Lest god þe stryk w{i}t{h} grete veniaunce, And pyt þe in-to sore penaunce. 204 ¶ Leue not all{e} me{n} that speke þe fayre, Wheþ{er} þ{a}t h{i}t ben comyns, burges, or mayr{e}; In swete wordis þe nedder was closet, Disseyuaunt euer and mysloset; 208 Þ{er}-fore þ{o}u art of adams blode, W{i}t{h} wordis be ware, but þ{o}u be wode: A schort worde is comynly sothe Þ{a}t fyrst slydes fro mo{n}nes tothe. 212 ¶ Loke lyȝer neu{er} þ{a}t þ{o}u be-come, Kepe þys worde for all{e} and somme. Lawȝe not to of[t] for no solace, For no kyn myrth{e} þ{a}t any ma{n} mase; 216 Who lawes all{e} þ{a}t me{n} may se, A schrew or a fole hym semes to be. ¶ Thre enmys in þys worlde þ{er} ar{e} Þ{a}t coueyteñ alle me{n} to for-fare,-- 220 The deuel, þe flesshe, þe worlde also, That wyrkyn mankynde ful mykyl wo: Yf þ{o}u may strye þes þre enmys, Þ{o}u may be secur of heueñ blys. 224 [Headnote: THE RULE OF GOOD MANNERS.] ¶ Also, my chylde, a-gaynes þy lorde Loke þ{o}u stryfe w{i}t{h} no kyn w{o}rde, Ne waiour non w{i}t{h} hym þ{o}u lay, Ne at þe dyces w{i}t{h} hym to play. 228 ¶ Hym that þ{o}u knawes of grett{er} state, Be not hys felaw in rest ne bate. [Fol. 16.] Ȝif þ{o}u be stad in strange contré, Enserche no fyr þen fall{es} to the, 232 Ne take no more to do on honde Þen þ{o}u may hafe menske of all{e} i{n} londe. ¶ Ȝif þ{o}u se any mon fal by strete, Lawegh{e} not þer-at in drye ne wete, But helpe hym vp w{i}t{h} all{e} þy myȝt, As seynt Ambrose þe teches ryȝt; Þ{o}u that stondys so sure on sete, War{e} lest þy hede falle to þy fete. 240 ¶ My chylde, yf þ{o}u stonde at þo masse, At vndur stondis bothe more and lasse, Yf þo prest rede not at þy wylle, Rep{re}ue hym noȝt, but holde þe stylle. 244 ¶ To any wyȝt þy counsell{e} yf þ{o}u schewe, Be war þ{a}t he be not a schrewe, Lest he disclaundyr þe w{i}t{h} tong Amonge alle me{n}, bothe olde {and} ȝong. 248 ¶ Bekenyng, fynguryng, no{n} þ{o}u vse, And pryué rownyng loke þ{o}u refuse. Yf þ{o}u mete knyȝt, ȝomo{n}, or knaue, Haylys hym a-non, “syre, god ȝou saue.” 252 Yf he speke fyrst opon þe þor{e}, Onsware hym gladly w{i}t{h}-oute{n} mor{e}.