I Am Right Sorry For Your Heavinesse.

Loke Who That Is Most Vertuous Alway, Prive And Apert, And Most Entendeth Ay To Do The Gentil Dedes That He Can, And Take Him For The Gretest Gentilman.

I Hold A Mouses Wit Not Worth A Leke, That Hath But On Hole For To Sterten To.

Lat Take A Cat, And Fostre Him Wel With Milk, And Tendre Flesh, And Make His Couche Of Silk, And Let Him Seen A Mous Go By The Wal; Anon He Weyveth Milk, And Flesh, And Al, And Every Deyntee That Is In That Hous, Swich Appetyt Hath He To Ete A Mous.

And She Was Fair As Is The Rose In May.

Make A Virtue Of Necessity.