There's never a new fashion but it's old.
Men sholde nat knowe of Goddes pryvetee Ye, blessed be alwey, a lewed man That noght but oonly his believe kan! So ferde another clerk with astromye, He walked in the feelds, for to prye Upon the sterres, what ther sholde bifalle, Til he was in a marle-pit yfalle.
Murder will out, this my conclusion.
Filth and old age, I'm sure you will agree, are powerful wardens upon chastity.
What's said is said and goes upon its way Like it or not, repent it as you may.
The guilty think all talk is of themselves.