If gold rusts, what then can iron do?
And when a beest is deed, he hath no peyne; But man after his deeth moot wepe and pleyne.
Hyt is not al golde that glareth.
He that loveth God will do diligence to please God by his works, and abandon himself, with all his might, well for to do.
The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne.
The handsome gifts that fate and nature lend us Most often are the very ones that end us.