Truth Is The Highest Thing

Min Be The Travaille, And Thin Be The Glorie.

The Bisy Larke, Messager Of Day.

Take A Cat, Nourish It Well With Milk And Tender Meat, Make It A Couch Of Silk.

Whoso Will Pray, He Must Fast And Be Clean, And Fat His Soul, And Make His Body Lean.

Whan That Aprill With His Shoures Soote The Droghte Of March Hath Perced To The Roote.