And She Was Fair As Is The

Nature, The Vicar Of The Almighty Lord.

Felds Hath Eyen, And Wode Have Eres.

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

One Eare It Heard, At The Other Out It Went.

For Hym Was Levere Have At His Beddes Heed Twenty Bookes, Clad In Blak Or Reed, Of Aristotle And His Philosophie, Than Robes Riche, Or Fithele, Or Gay Sautrie.