Ful Wys Is He That

The Smylere With The Knyf Under The Cloke.

One Cannot Scold Or Complain At Every Word. Learn To Endure Patiently, Or Else, As I Live And Breathe, You Shall Learn It Whether You Want Or Not.

Time Lost, As Men May See, For Nothing May Recovered Be.

To Maken Vertue Of Necessite.

And Gladly Would He Learn, And Gladly Teach