Worldes Blis

Worldes blis ne last no throwe;
It went and wit awey anon
The langer that ich it iknowe
The lass ich finde pris tharon
For al it is imeind mid care
Mid serwen and mid evel fare
And atte laste, povre and bare
It lat man, wan it ginth agon
Al the blis this heer and thare
Bilucth at ende weep and mon