"What one art thou, thus in torn weed yclad? "Virtue, in price whom ancient sages had." Why poorly 'rayed? "For fading…"

"What sweet relief the showers to thirsty plants we see, What dear delight the blooms to bees, my true love is to me! …"

"For many blessèd gifts, O happy, happy land! Where Mars and Pallas strive to make their glory most to stand! Yet, lan…"

"Let some for honour hunt, and hoard the massy gold: With her so I may live and die, my weal cannot be told."

"A thousand doltish geese we might have spared, A thousand witless heads death might have found, A taken them for whom…"

""Lest that by any means When I have preached to others I myself Should be a castaway." If some one now Would take tha…"

"Auribus immensis quondam donatus asellus institit ut caudam posset habere parem. cauda suo capiti quia se conferre ne…"

"You are, and haue beene feared ouer all, England's an Ile, of stoute and hardie men: Be stronge in faith, your foes d…"

"Anglia cui mater fuerat, cui Gallia nutrix, Matri nutricem praefero mente meam. Six utriusque tamen meritis praeconia…"

"O are you the boy Who would wait on the quay With the silver penny And the apricot tree?"