Better were it to be unborn than to be ill bred.

But true love is a durable fire, In the mind ever burning, Never sick, never old, never dead, From itself never turning.

Our immortal souls, while righteous, are by God himself beautified with the title of his own image and similitude.

The most divine light only shineth on those minds which are purged from all worldly dross and human uncleanliness.

If any friend desire thee to be his surety, give him a part of what thou hast to spare; if he press thee further, he is not thy friend at all, for friendship rather chooseth harm to itself than offereth it. If thou be bound for a stranger, thou art a fool; if for a merchant, thou puttest thy estate to learn to swim.

Less pains in the world a man cannot take than to bold his tongue.

A wandering minstrel I A thing of shreds and patches Of ballads, songs and snatches And dreamy lullaby!