And She Was Fair As Is The

But Manly Set The World On Sixe And Sevene; And, If Thou Deye A Martir, Go To Hevene.

At The Ches With Me She (fortune) Gan To Pleye; With Her False Draughts (pieces) Dyvers/she Staal On Me, And Took Away My Fers. And When I Sawgh My Fers Awaye, Allas! I Kouthe No Lenger Playe.

Patience Is A Conquering Virtue.

And Gladly Wolde He Lerne, And Gladly Teche.

In The Stars Is Written The Death Of Every Man.