Classic Poem

Bewar, squier, yeman, and page,
For servise is non heritage!

If thou serve a lord of prise,
Be not too boistous in thine servise:
Damne not thine soule in none wise,
For servise is non heritage.

Winteres wether, and wommanes thought,
And lordes love chaungeth oft:
This is the sothe, if it be sought,
For servise is non heritage.

Now thou art gret, tomorwe shall I,
As lordes chaungen here baly:
In thine welthe werk sekirly,
For servise is non heritage.

Than serve we God in alle wise:
He shall us quiten our servise,
And yeven us yiftes most of prise,
Hevene to ben our heritage.