Time Lost, As Men May See, For

Ther Nis No Werkman, Whatsoevere He Be, That May Bothe Werke Wel And Hastily.

And Then The Wren Gan Scippen And To Daunce.

And Gladly Would He Learn, And Gladly Teach

Murder Will Out, This My Conclusion.

Thus With Hir Fader For A Certeyn Space Dwelleth This Flour Of Wyfly Pacience, That Neither By Hir Wordes Ne Hir Face Biforn The Folk, Ne Eek In Her Absence, Ne Shewed She That Hir Was Doon Offence.