and the fading flower of his glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fat valley, shall be as the first-ripe fig before the summer; which when he that looketh upon it seeth, while it is yet in his hand he eateth it up.
and þe flour of glorie of þe ful out ioiyng of hym, þat is on þe cop of valei of fat thingis, schal be fallyng doun, as a tymeli thing bifore þe ripenesse of heruest; which whanne a man seynge biholdith, anoon as he takith with hond, he schal deuoure it.