The Latter End Of Joy

My House Is Small, But You Are Learned Men And By Your Arguments Can Make A Place Twenty Foot Broad As Infinite As Space.

Right As An Aspen Lefe She Gan To Quake.

Nowhere So Busy A Man As He There Was And Yet He Seemed Busier Than He Was.

Pitee Renneth Soone In Gentil Herte.

For Hym Was Levere Have At His Beddes Heed Twenty Bookes, Clad In Blak Or Reed, Of Aristotle And His Philosophie, Than Robes Riche, Or Fithele, Or Gay Sautrie.