Time Lost, As Men May

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

But All Thing Which That Shineth As The Gold Ne Is No Gold, As I Have Herd It Told.

Many A True Word Is Spoken In Jest

Full Wise Is He That Can Himselven Knowe.

Felds Hath Eyen, And Wode Have Eres.