And royally lead thy life in rest,
Well shaped of bone and blood,
None the like by east nor west;
Think God thee sent as him lest; _as it pleased him._
Riches turneth as a ball;
In all manner it is the best _in every condition._
Alway to thank God for all.

If thy good beginneth to pass,
And thou wax a poor man,
Take good comfort and bear good face,
And think on him that all good wan; _did win._

Christ himself forsooth began--
He may renew both bower and hall:
No better counsel I ne kan _am capable of._
But alway thank God for all.

Think on Job that was so rich;
He waxed poor from day to day;
His beastés died in each ditch;
His cattle vanished all away;
He was put in poor array,
Neither in purple nor in pall,
But in simple weed, as clerkes say, _clothes: learned men._
And alway he thanked God for all.

For Christés love so do we;[44]
He may both give and take;
In what mischief that we in be, _whatever trouble we