The Bisy Larke, Messager Of Day.

Woe To The Cook Whose Sauce Has No Sting.

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.

Time And Tide Wait For No Man.

There's Never A New Fashion But It's Old.

Truth Is The Highest Thing That Man May Keep.