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6.295: And profrede <strong>Piers</strong> this present to plese with Hunger.<br />

6.296: Al Hunger eet in haste and axed after moore.<br />

6.297: Thanne povere folk for fere fedden Hunger yerne;<br />

6.298: With grene poret and pesen to poisone hym thei thoghte!<br />

6.299: By that it neghed neer hervest and newe corn cam to chepyng;<br />

6.300: Thanne was folk fayn, and fedde Hunger with the beste —<br />

6.301: With good ale, as Gloton taghte — and garte Hunger to slepe.<br />

6.302: And tho wolde Wastour noght werche, but wandren aboute,<br />

6.303: Ne no beggere ete breed that benes inne were,<br />

6.304: But of coket and clermatyn or ellis of clene whete,<br />

6.305: Ne noon halfpeny ale in none wise drynke,<br />

6.306: But of the beste and of the brunneste that [brewesteres] selle.<br />

6.307: Laborers that have no land to lyve on but hire handes<br />

6.308: Deyned nought to dyne aday nyght-olde wortes;<br />

6.309: May no peny ale hem paie, ne no pece of bacoun,<br />

6.310: But if it be fressh flessh outher fissh fryed outher ybake —<br />

6.311: And that chaud and plus chaud, for chillynge of hir mawe.<br />

6.312: And but if he be heighliche hyred, ellis wole he chide —<br />

6.313: And that he was werkman wroght wa[ri]e the tyme.<br />

6.314: Ayeins Catons counseil comseth he to jangle:<br />

6.314: Paupertatis onus pacienter ferre memento.<br />

6.315: He greveth hym ageyn God and gruccheth ageyn Reson.<br />

6.316: And thanne corseth he the Kyng and al his Counseil after<br />

6.317: Swiche lawes to loke, laborers to greve.<br />

6.318: Ac whiles Hunger was hir maister, ther wolde noon of hem chide,<br />

6.319: Ne stryven ayeins his statut, so sterneliche he loked!<br />

6.320: Ac I warne yow werkmen — wynneth whil ye mowe,<br />

6.321: For Hunger hiderward hasteth hym faste!<br />

6.322: He shal awake [thorugh] water, wastours to chaste,<br />

6.323: Er fyve yer be fulfilled swich famyn shal aryse:<br />

6.324: Thorugh flodes and thorugh foule wedres, fruytes shul faille —<br />

6.325: And so seith Saturne and sent yow to warne:<br />

6.326: Whan ye se the [mo]ne amys and two monkes heddes,<br />

6.327: And a mayde have the maistrie, and multiplie by eighte,<br />

6.328: Thanne shal deeth withdrawe and derthe be justice,<br />

6.329: And Dawe the Dykere deye for hunger —<br />

6.330: But if God of his goodnesse graunte us a trewe.<br />

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