Piers Plowman - Maybe You Like It

14.030: And flour to fede folk with as best be for the soule;
14.031: Though nevere greyn growed, ne grape upon vyne,
14.032: Alle that lyveth and loketh liflode wolde I fynde,
14.033: And that ynogh — shal noon faille of thyng that hem nedeth.
14.034: We sholde noght be to bisy abouten oure liflode:
14.034: Ne soliciti sitis &c; Volucres celi Deus pascit &c; Pacientes vincunt &c;
14.035: Thanne laughed Haukyn a litel, and lightly gan swerye,
14.036: "Whoso leveth yow, by Oure Lord, I leve noght he be blessed!'
14.037: "No?' quod Pacience paciently, and out of his poke hente
14.038: Vitailles of grete vertues for alle manere beestes,
14.039: And seide, " Lo! here liflode ynogh, if oure bileve be trewe.
14.040: For lent nevere was lif but liflode were shapen,
14.041: Wherof or wherfore or wherby to libbe.
14.042: " First the wilde worm under weet erthe,
14.043: Fissh to lyve in the flood, and in the fir the criket,
14.044: The corlew by kynde of the eyr, moost clennest flessh of briddes,
14.045: And bestes by gras and by greyn and by grene rootes,
14.046: In menynge that alle men myghte the same
14.047: Lyve thorugh leel bileve and love, as God witnesseth:
14.047: Quodcumque pecieritis a patre in nomine meo &c; Et alibi, Non
14.047: in solo pane vivit homo, set in omni verbo, quod procedit de ore Dei;'
14.048: But I lokede what liflode it was that Pacience so preisede;
14.049: And thanne was it a pece of the Paternoster — Fiat voluntas tua.
14.050: "Have, Haukyn,' quod Pacience, "and et this whan the hungreth,
14.051: Or whan thow clomsest for cold or clyngest for droughte;
14.052: And shul nevere gyves thee greve ne gret lordes wrathe,
14.053: Aison ne peyne — for pacientes vincunt.
14.054: By so that thow be sobre of sighte and of tonge,
14.055: In [ond]ynge and in handlynge and in alle thi fyve wittes,
14.056: Darstow nevere care for corn ne lynnen cloth ne wollen,
14.057: Ne for drynke, ne deeth drede, but deye as God liketh,
14.058: Or thorugh hunger or thorugh hete — at his wille be it.
14.059: For if thow lyvest after his loore, the shorter lif the bettre:
14.059: Si quis amat Christum mundum non diligit istum.
14.060: "For thorugh his breeth beestes woxen and abrood yeden:
14.060: Dixit et facta sunt, &c.
14.061: Ergo thorugh his breeth mowen [bothe] men and beestes lyven,
14.062: As Holy Writ witnesseth whan men seye hir graces:
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