The Guilty Think All Talk Is Of

The Fields Have Eyes, And The Woods Have Ears.

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

There's No Workman, Whatsoever He Be, That May Both Work Well And Hastily.

By God, If Women Had Written Stories, As Clerks Had Within Here Oratories, They Would Have Written Of Men More Wickedness Than All The Mark Of Adam May Redress.

Go, Little Booke! Go, My Little Tragedie!