Our Masonic Mss.

To the nexto degre loke thou wysel y To do hem Beuerence by and by : Do hem no Piouerens , but sette alle in Eowe But yyf thou the bettw do hym knowe . To the mete when thou art sette ,

Fayre and honestly thow ete hit : F 3 'rste loke that thy handes be clene , And that thy knyf be sharpe & kene ; And cutte thy breed alle thy mete Byyth euen as thou doste hit ete . If thou sytte be a worthyor man

Then thy self thow art on , Suffre hym fyrste to towehe the mete Ere thy self any the ?' -of gete ; To the beste morselle thou may not stryke

Thowy thou netuM * so welle hit lyke . Also kepe thy hondys fayre & welle Fro fylynge of the towelle , Ther-on thou shalt not thy nose wype ; Noihur at thy mete thy toth thou pyke ; To depe in thy cuppe thou may not snyke

Thowy thou haue good wylle to drynke , Leste thy eyen water there by , Then ys hyt no curtesy . Loke yn thy mowth be no mete When thou begyraieste to dryreke or speke ; Also when thou sest any man drynkyng That taketh hede of thy karpyng ,

Soone a non thou sece thy tale , Wheth ? M' he drynke wyne or Ale . Loke also thou skorne no mon In what thegre thou see hym gon ; Nor thou shalte no mon repreue Yf thou wylfc thy owen worshyp saue

y , For suche wordys thou myyth out kaste Sholde make the to lyue in euelle reste Close thyn honde yn thy feste , And kepe the welle from haddyy-wyste . In chamb ?» ' among ladyes bryyth , Kepe thy tonge & , spende thy syyth ;

Lawye thou not with no grette cry , Ne rage thou not with Eybawdry . Pley thou not but wit /* thy peres ; Ne telle thou not that thou heres , Nor dyskeuere thou not thyn owen dede For no myrth nor for no mede ; With fayr speche thou may haue thy wylle ,

And ' wit / i thy speche thou may be spylle . Yy f thoit suwe a wordyer mon Then thy self thou art on , Lette thy Byyth shokhw folow his bakke , For nurtur that ys , wit / t-owten lakke .

To the nexte degre loke wysly , To do hem reverans by and by ; Do hem yet no reverans al o-rowe , But yef that thou do hem knowe . To the mete when thou art y-sette , Fayre and onestelyche thou ete hytto ;

Fyrst loke that thyn honden be clene , And that thy knyf be scharpe and kene ; And kette thy bred al at thy mete , Byyth as hyt may be ther y-ete . Yef thou sytte by a worihyour mon , Then thy sclven thou are won ,

Sofre hym fyrst to toyche the mete , Yer thyself to hyt reche . To the fayrest mossel thou niyyht not strike , Thaght that thou do hyt wel lyke ; Kepe thyn hondes , fayr and wel ,

From fowle smogynge of thy towel ; Theron thou schalt not thy nese synte , Ny at the mete thy tothe thou pyke ; To depe yn the coppe thou myyght not snyke , Thagh thou have good wyl to drynke , Lest thyn enyn wolde wattryn therby—Theen were hyt no curtesy . Loke yn thy mowth ther be no mete ,

When thou begynnyst to drynke or speke . When thou syst any mon drynkynge , That taket bed to thy carpynge , Sone anoiin thou sese thy tale , Whether he drynke wyn other ale . Loke also thou scorne no mon , Yn what degre thou syst hym gon ;

Ny thou ' schalt no mon deprave , Yef thou wolt thy worschepe save ; For suche worde myyht their outberste , That myyht make the sytte in evel reste . Close thy honde yn thy fyste , And kepe the wel fro "had-y-wyste . "

Yn chamber , amonge the ladyes bryght , Ilolde thy tonge and spende thy syght ; Lawye thou not with no gret cry , Ny make no ragynge with rybody . Play thou not but with thy peres , Ny tel thou not al that thou heres ;

Dyskover thou not thyn owne dede , For no merthe , ny for no mede ; With fayr speche thou myght have thy wylle , With hyt thou myght thy selven spylle-When thou metyst a worthy mon , Cappe and hod thou holle not on ; Yn churche , yn chepyns , or yn the gate , Do hym revera [ n ] s after hvs state .