If Were Not Foolish Young,

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

For Oute Of Olde Feldys, As Men Sey, Comyth Al This Newe Corn From Yer To Yere; And Out Of Olde Bokis, In Good Fey, Comyth Al This Newe Science That Men Lere.

That Field Hath Eyen, And The Wood Hath Ears.

What Is Better Than Wisdom? Woman. And What Is Better Than A Good Woman? Nothing.

All Good Things Must Come To An End.