Luke 12:13-18

¹³And oon of the puple seide to hym, Maystir, seie to my brothir, that he departe with me the eritage.

¹⁴And he seyde to hym, Man, who ordeynede me a domesman, or a departere, on you?

¹⁵And he seide to hem, Se ye, and be ye war of al coueytice; for the lijf of a man is not in the abundaunce of tho thingis, whiche he weldith.

¹⁶And he tolde to hem a liknesse, and seide, The feeld of a riche man brouyte forth plenteuouse fruytis.

¹⁷And he thouyte with ynne hym silf, and seide, What schal Y do, for Y haue not whidur Y schal gadere my fruytis?

¹⁸And he seith, This thing Y schal do; Y schal throwe doun my bernes, and Y schal make gretter, and thidir Y schal gadir alle thingis that growen to me, and my goodis.