A   When þu; syttest at the table to eate &wt; a Lorde, ordre thy selfe manerly &wt; the thynges þt; are set before the. Measure thyne appetite: ∧ yf þu; wylt rule thyne awne selfe, be not ouer gredy of hys meate, for meate begyleth ∧ disceaueth. ^noteTake not ouer greate trauayle ∧ labour to be riche, beware of soch a purpose. ^noteWhy wilt þu; set thyne eye vp&obar; the thynge, which sod&ebar;ly vanisheth awaye? For riches make th&ebar; selues winges, ∧ take theyr flyght lyke an Aegle in to þt; ayre. Eate not þu; with the ennyous, ∧ desyre not his meat, for he doth as a m&abar; þt; pescribeth a mesure to þe; &ibar; his herte.

B   He sayth vnto the: eate ∧ dryncke, where as his herte is not &wt; the. Yee, the morsels þt; thou hast eat&ebar; shalt þu; perbrake ∧ lese those swete wordes. Tell noth&ibar;ge &ibar; to þe; eares of a foole, for he wyll despyse the wysdome of thy wordes. ^noteRemoue not the olde l&abar;de marke, ∧ come not within the felde of þe; fatherlesse: For he þt; delyuereth th&ebar;, is mightie, eu&ebar; he shall defende theyr cause against the. Applye thyne herte vnto correccion, ∧ thyne eare to the wordes of knowledge.

^noteWitholde not correci&obar; fr&obar; the childe, for yf þu; beatest h&ibar; &wt; the rodd, he shall not dye therof. Yf þu; smyte h&ibar; &wt; the rodde, þu; shalt deliuer his soule fr&obar; hell. My sonne, yf thy herte receaue wysdome, my herte also shall reioyce: yee, my reynes shalbe very glad: yf thy lippes speke the th&ibar;ge þt; is ryght. ^noteLet not thyne herte be gelous to folowe synners, but kepe the styll &ibar; the feare of þe; Lord &rhand; all the daye l&obar;ge: for the ende is not yet come, ∧ thy paci&ebar;t abydynge shall not be in vayne. My sonne, geue eare ∧ be wyse, &abar;d set strayte thynehert &ibar; the waye of þe; Lord.

C    ^noteKepe no c&obar;pany &wt; wyne bybbers ∧ ryotous eaters of flesh: for soch as be dr&obar;ckardes ∧ ryotous shall come to pouerte, ∧ he þt; is geuen to moch slepe, shall go &wt; a ragged coate. Geue eare vnto thy father þt; begat the, ∧ despyse not thy mother wh&ebar; she is olde. Labour for to get the trueth: sell yt not awaye, ∧ so do by wysdome, nourtour ∧ vnderst&abar;dyng: for a ryghteous father is maruelous glad of a wyse sonne, &abar;d he þt; begettith a wyse chylde shall haue gret pleasure of h&ibar;. Do so þt; thy father ∧ mother may be glad of the, ∧ þt; she þt; bare the may reioyse. My sonne, geue me thyne herte, ∧ lett thyne eyes haue pleasure in my wayes. ^noteFor an whore is a depe graue, &abar;d an harlot is a narow pytt. She lurketh lyke a thefe, and br&ibar;geth vnto her such m&ebar; as be full of vyce. Who hath wo? Who hath sorow? Who hath strife? D   Who hath braul&ibar;g? ∧ who hath wo&ubar;des without cause Or who hath reed eyes? Euen they þt; be euer at þe; wyne, ∧ seke excesse. Loke not þu; vp&obar; þe; wyne, how redd it is, ∧ what a colour it geueth in the glasse. It goeth downe softly, but at þe; last it byteth lyke a serp&ebar;t, ∧ styngeth as an Adder. So shall thine eyes loke vnto stra&ubar;ge wem&ebar;, ∧ thyne herte shall muse vp&obar; frowarde thynges. Yee, þu; shalt be as though þu; layest &ibar; the myddest of þe; see, or sleptest vpon þe; toppe of þe; mast of a shippe. They wouded me (shalt þu; saye) but it hath not hurte me: they haue all to brok&ebar; me, but I felt it not. Wh&abar; I am well wakened, I will go to þe; dr&ibar;cke againe.

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