Thou art wearied in the multitude of thy counsels: let now the astrologers, the star-gazers, the monthly prognosticators, stand up, and save thee from the things that shall come upon thee.
Þou failidist in þe multitude of thi councels; þe false dyuynours of heuene stonde, and saue þee, whiche bihelden staris, and noumbriden monethis, þat þei schulden telle bi tho thingis to comynge to þee.