To Maken Vertue Of Necessite.

Nature, The Vicar Of The Almighty Lord.

In Love There Is But Little Rest.

Lat Take A Cat, And Fostre Him Wel With Milk, And Tendre Flesh, And Make His Couche Of Silk, And Let Him Seen A Mous Go By The Wal; Anon He Weyveth Milk, And Flesh, And Al, And Every Deyntee That Is In That Hous, Swich Appetyt Hath He To Ete A Mous.

Eke Wonder Last But Nine Deies Never In Toun.

To Keep Demands As Much Skill As To Win.