Hang There Like Fruit, My Soul, Till

Crowns In My Purse I Have, And Goods At Home, And So Am Come Abroad To See The World.

Make Less Thy Body Hence, And More Thy Grace. Leave Gormandizing.

For What Is Wedlock Forced But A Hell, An Age Of Discord And Continual Strife? Whereas The Contrary Bringeth Bliss, And Is A Pattern Of Celestial Peace.

Memory, The Warder Of The Brain.

More Fools Know Jack Fool Than Jack Fool Knows.