Woe To The Cook Whose Sauce Has

Patience Is A Conquering Virtue.

One Cannot Scold Or Complain At Every Word. Learn To Endure Patiently, Or Else, As I Live And Breathe, You Shall Learn It Whether You Want Or Not.

Soun Is Noght But Air Ybroken, And Every Speche That Is Spoken, Loud Or Privee, Foul Or Fair, In His Substaunce Is But Air; For As Flaumbe Is But Lighted Smoke, Right So Soun Is Air Ybroke.

I Am Right Sorry For Your Heavinesse.

Great Peace Is Found In Little Busy-ness.