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Remember In The Forms Of Speech Comes Change Within A Thousand Years, And Words That Then Were Well Esteemed, Seem Foolish Now And Strange; And Yet They Spake Them So, Time And Again, And Thrived In Love As Well As Any Men; And So To Win Their Loves In Sundry Days, In Sundry Lands There Are As Many Ways.

Of Harmes Two The Lesse Is For To Cheese.

Fo Lo, The Gentil Kind Of The Lioun! For When A Flye Offendeth Him Or Byteth, He With His Tayl Awey The Flye Smyteth Al Esily, For, Of His Genterye, Him Deyneth Net To Wreke Him On A Flye, As Cloth A Curre Or Elles Another Beste.

Every Honest Miller Has A Golden Thumb.

I Wol Yow Telle, As Was Me Taught Also, The Foure Spirites And The Bodies Sevene, By Ordre, As Ofte I Herde My Lord Hem Nevene. The Firste Spirit Quiksilver Called Is, The Second Orpiment, The Thridde, Ywis, Sal Armoniak, And The Firthe Brimstoon. The Bodies Sevene Eek, Lo! Hem Heer Anoon: Sol Gold Is, And Luna Silver We Threpe, Mars Yron, Mercurie Quiksilver We Clepe, Saturnus Leed, And Jupiter Is Tin, And Venus Coper, By My Fader Kin!