Classic Poem

Git, Dawe, thou hewist hye,
and puttist thi mouthe in heven;
thi tong likkith the chesefat,
and the garner also,
and the pore wedowes porse,
thowg she have bot a peny.
And git, Dawe Dotypolle,
thou justifiest this harlotrie;
whi lykkennest thou writyng of names,
which thou dost for money,
to the holi scripture,
that is our bileve?
Ffor God ne any godeman
appreved never this symonye;
but thou approvest gour capped maistres
with a glasen glose,
whiche galpen after grace
bi symonye gour sister,
and after sitten on hie dece
and glosen lordes and ladies.
And this is no liknes
bitwix my knave and hem;
ffor of thes and suche it ben
that Crist specth in his gospel.
Amant enim primos recubitus in cœnis, et primas cathedras in synagogis, et vocari ab hominibus Rabbi.

Daw, thou herdist me not grucche
that ge went two togedir;
ffor otherwhile ge gon three,
a womman is that oon.
Bot whether ge go two or oon,
if ge wol do wele,
it were a gret joye to me,
God wot the sothe.
Bot wel I wote that charité
may not duelle there,
where covetise crepith in,
and lecherie is loggid.
Therfor, Dawe, allegge thou
no figur for thin ordre,
bot if it be Zambre
with Corby his lotby,
or Jamnes and Mambres,
Pharaouse freres.
Hi sunt qui penetrant domos, et ducunt mulierculas oneratas peccatis.