For the sun ariseth with the scorching wind, and withereth the grass: and the flower thereof falleth, and the grace of the fashion of it perisheth: so also shall the rich man fade away in his goings.
Þe sunne roos vp with heete, and driede þe gras, and þe flour of it felde doun, and þe fairnesse of his chere perischide; and so a riche man welewith in hise weies.