To Maken Vertue Of Necessite.

So Was Hir Jolly Whistel Wel Y-wette.

For Out Of Old Fields, As Men Saith, Cometh All This New Corn From Year To Year; And Out Of Old Books, In Good Faith, Cometh All This New Science That Men Learn.

To Keep Demands As Much Skill As To Win.

And When A Beest Is Deed, He Hath No Peyne; But Man After His Deeth Moot Wepe And Pleyne.

Harde Is His Heart That Loveth Nought In May.