A Love Grown Old Is Not The

The Proverbe Saith That Many A Smale Maketh A Grate.

Murder Will Out, This My Conclusion.

Look Up On High, And Thank The God Of All.

Full Wise Is He That Can Himselven Knowe.

Til That The Brighte Sonne Loste His Hewe; For Th'orisonte Hath Reft The Sonne His Lyght; This Is As Muche To Seye As It Was Nyght!