Wycliffe(i)
7 whanne Y yede forth to the yate of the citee, and in the street thei maden redi a chaier to me.
8 Yonge men, `that is, wantoun, sien me, and weren hid, and elde men risynge vp stoden;
9 princes ceessiden to speke, and puttiden the fyngur on her mouth;
10 duykis refreyneden her vois, and her tunge cleuyde to her throte.
11 An eere herynge blesside me, and an iye seynge yeldide witnessyng to me;
12 for Y hadde delyueride a pore man criynge, and a fadirles child, that hadde noon helpere.
13 The blessyng of a man `to perische cam on me, and Y coumfortide the herte of a widewe.
14 Y was clothid with riytfulnesse; and Y clothide me as with a cloth, and with my `doom a diademe.
15 Y was iye `to a blynde man, and foot to a crokyd man.
16 Y was a fadir of pore men; and Y enqueride most diligentli the cause, which Y knew not.
17 Y al tobrak the grete teeth of the wickid man, and Y took awei prey fro hise teeth.