The minister and norice 4438 unto vices, Which that men call in English idleness, The porter at the gate is of delices; 4439 T’ eschew, and by her contrar’ her oppress— That is to say, by lawful business 4440 — Well oughtë we to do our all intent, 4441 Lest that the fiend through idleness us hent. 4442
For he, that with his thousand cordës sly Continually us waiteth to beclap, 4443 When he may man in idleness espy, He can so lightly catch him in his trap, Till that a man be hent right by the lappe, 4444 He is not ware the fiend hath him in hand; Well ought we work, and idleness withstand.