Yet In Our Ashen Cold Is Fire

Patience Is A Conquering Virtue.

Alas, Alas, That Ever Love Was Sin! I Ever Followed Natural Inclination Under The Power Of My Constellation And Was Unable To Deny, In Truth, My Chamber Of Venus To A Likely Youth.

Time Lost, As Men May See, For Nothing May Recovered Be.

Trouthe Is The Hyest Thyng That Man May Kepe.

For Tyme Ylost May Nought Recovered Be.