The Cat Would Eat Fish But Would

A Love Grown Old Is Not The Love Once New.

And For To See, And Eek For To Be Seie.

And So It Is In Politics, Dear Brother, Each For Himself Alone, There Is No Other.

Men Sholde Nat Knowe Of Goddes Pryvetee Ye, Blessed Be Alwey, A Lewed Man That Noght But Oonly His Believe Kan! So Ferde Another Clerk With Astromye, He Walked In The Feelds, For To Prye Upon The Sterres, What Ther Sholde Bifalle, Til He Was In A Marle-pit Yfalle.

That He Is Gentil That Doth Gentil Dedis.