The Owl and the Nightingale

"Dahet habbe that ilke best that fuleþ his owe nest."

"Wel fiзt that wel fliзt."

"He is him ripe & fast-rede, ne lust him nu to none unrede: nu him ne lust na more pleie, he wile gon a riзte weie."

"Ne bo the song neuer so murie, þat he ne shal þinche wel unmurie зef he ilesteþ ouer unwille."

"Vor sumeres-tide is al to wlonc, an doþ misreken monnes þonk: vor he ne recþ noзt of clennesse, al his þoзt is of golnesse."

"Vor neuer nis wit so kene so þane red him is a-wene. þanne erest kumeþ his yhephede wone hit is alre-mest on drede."

"Selde erendeð wel þe loþe, an selde plaideð wel þe wroþe."

"3ef thu isihst er he beo icume, his strencþe is him wel neh binume."

"Ne truste no mon to his weole to swiþe, þah he habbe ueole." "Nis nout so hot þat hit nacoleþ, ne noзt so hwit that hit ne soleþ, ne noзt so leof that hit ne aloþeþ, ne noзt so glad that hit ne awroþeþ."

"Moni man is of his flesche clene, þat is mid mode deouel-imene."

"Ich singe mid heom one þroзe, biginne on heh & endi laзe, an lete mine songes falle an lutle wile adun mid alle. Þat maide wot, hwanne ich swike, þat luue is mine songes ilike."