And Brought Of Mighty Ale A Large

Mordre Wol Out, That Se We Day By Day.

Nowhere So Busy A Man As He There Was And Yet He Seemed Busier Than He Was.

I Am Not The Rose, But I Have Lived Near The Rose.

So Was Hir Jolly Whistel Wel Y-wette.

Whoso Will Pray, He Must Fast And Be Clean, And Fat His Soul, And Make His Body Lean.