To Keep Demands As Much

Patience Is A Conquering Virtue.

Or As An Ook Comth Of A Litel Spir, So Thorugh This Lettre, Which That She Hym Sente, Encressen Gan Desir, Of Which He Brente.

That He Is Gentil That Doth Gentil Dedis.

That Of All The Floures In The Mede, Thanne Love I Most These Floures White And Rede, Suche As Men Callen Daysyes In Her Toune.

Drunkenness Is The Very Sepulcher Of Man's Wit And His Discretion.