Consider the lilies, how they grow: they toil not, neither do they spin; yet I say unto you, Even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
Biholde ye þe lilies of þe feeld, hou þei wexen; þei trauelen not, nethir spynnen. And Y seie to you, þat nethir Salomon in al his glorie was clothid as oon of þese.