Yet do not miss the moral, my good men. For Saint Paul says that all that’s written well Is written down some useful truth to tell. Then take the wheat and let the chaff lie still.

In general, women desire to rule over their husbands and lovers, to be the authority above them.

For tyme ylost may nought recovered be.

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.

How potent is the fancy! People are so impressionable, they can die of imagination.

First he wrought, and afterwards he taught.

For in their hearts doth Nature stir them so Then people long on pilgrimage to go And palmers to be seeking foreign strands To distant shrines renowned in sundry lands.