And when she saw there was but do or die. If this be true, speir8 ye at them that saw. THE MORAL. Syne to the land he flew with them good Brother if thou be wise, I reid 1 thee flee, speed, Than match thee with a thrawart feigned Excelland far all mannis judgèment. For why? to Him all thing is aye present, Right as it is, or onytime shall be, Before the sight of his divinity. II. Therefore our soul with sensuality We may not clearly understand, nor see And everilk planet, in his proper sphere, VII. Look well the fish that swimmis in the sea; Look well in earth all kind of beastial; The fowlis fair sae forcely 3 they flee, Sheddand the air with pennis great and small; Like as ane man were bounden in prison. Syne look to man that God made last of all, "Se ye yon churl?" quoth she, "beyond Some with a burr they braided oure the Thus passèd forth till June that jolly tide, And seedis that were sowen of beforne Were growen heich, 3 that haris might them hide, And als the qualzie craikand 4 in the corn; I moved forth betwixt mid-day and morn, Nam levius lædit quicquid prævidimus Unto the hedge, under the hawthorn green, |