What more felicity can fall to creature, than to enjoy delight with liberty?
So much more profitable and gracious is doctrine by example than by rule.
No daintie flowre or herbe that growes on grownd, No arborett with painted blossoms drest And smelling sweete, but there it might be fownd To bud out faire, and throwe her sweete smels al arownd.
The noblest mind the best contentment has
Hard it is to teach the old horse to amble anew.
And through the hall there walked to and fro A jolly yeoman, marshall of the same, Whose name was Appetite; he did bestow Both guestes and meate, whenever in they came, And knew them how to order without blame.