"I am gracyus and grete, God withoutyn begynnyng, I am maker unmade, all mighte es in me; I am lyfe and way unto welth…"

"O, what I am fetys and fayre and fygured full fytt! The forme of all fayrehede apon me es feste, All welth in my weel…"

"Owe, certes, what I am worthely wroghte with wyrschip, iwys! For in a glorius gle my gleteryng it glemes; I am so mig…"

"I sall be lyke unto hym that es hyeste on heghte. Owe, what I am derworth and defte-Owe! Dewes! All goes downe! My mi…"

"Nowe in my sawle grete joie have I, I am all cladde in comforte clere, Now will be borne of my body Both God and man …"

"Hayle my lord God, hayle prince of pees, Hayle my fadir, and hayle my sone; Hayle sovereyne sege all synnes to sesse,…"

"This woffull worlde is brought till ende, Mi fadir of heuene he woll it be; Therfore till erthe nowe will I wende Mis…"

"Hor, non sai tu, com'è fatta la donna? Fugge, e fuggendo vuol, che altri la giunga; Niega, e negando vuol, ch'altri s…"

"Il mondo invecchia, E invecchiando intristisce."

"Tu prima, Onor, velasti La fonte dei diletti, Negando l'onde a l'amorosa sete."