Fair Youth, I Would I Could Make

If One Good Deed In All My Life I Did, I Do Repent It From My Very Soul.

Nothing Comes Amiss, So Money Comes Withal.

We, Ignorant Of Ourselves, Beg Often Our Own Harms, Which The Wise Powers Deny Us For Our Good; So Find We Profit By Losing Of Our Prayers.

How Many Things By Season Seasoned Are To Their Right Praise And True Perfection!

The World Must Be Peopled!