And For To See, And

Ther Is No Newe Gyse That It Nas Old.

Purity In Body And Heart May Please Some--as For Me, I Make No Boast. For, As You Know, No Master Of A Household Has All Of His Utensils Made Of Gold; Some Are Wood, And Yet They Are Of Use.

This World Nys But A Thurghfare Ful Of Wo, And We Been Pilgrymes, Passynge To And Fro.

The Proverbe Saith That Many A Smale Maketh A Grate.

Habit Maketh No Monk, Ne Wearing Of Gilt Spurs Maketh No Knight.