Suffer ye me, that I speak; and laugh ye after my words, if it shall seem to you worthy to do so.
Shall men be still to thee alone? and when thou hast scorned other men, shalt thou not be overcome of any man?
Be ye still a little, that I speak, whatever thing my mind hath showed to me.
Either it shall please him, from whom nothing may be hid? Whether he, as a man, shall be deceived by your falsenesses?
They opened their mouths upon me, and they said shame to me, and they smote my cheek; and they be filled with my pains.
O! my friends, full of words; mine eye droppeth out tears to God.
I have not sinned, and mine eye dwelleth in bitternesses.
I pray you, hear ye my words, and do ye penance.
Lo! all ye know, and what then speak ye vain things without cause?