For many a pasty have you robbed of blood, And many a Jack of Dover have you sold That has been heated twice and twice grown cold. From many a pilgrim have you had Christ's curse, For of your parsley they yet fare the worse, Which they have eaten with your stubble goose; For in your shop full many a fly is loose.

Whoso will pray, he must fast and be clean, And fat his soul, and make his body lean.

People can die of mere imagination.

First he wrought, and afterwards he taught.

To keep demands as much skill as to win.

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

The handsome gifts that fate and nature lend us Most often are the very ones that end us.