"Man, pleis thy makar and be mirry, And sett not by this warld a chirry."

"My deathe chasis my lyfe so besalie That wery is my goist to fle so fast."

"All wemen of us suld haif honoring, Service and luve, aboif all uthir thing."

"Ay farest faderis hes farrest fowlis."

"So nixt to simmer, winter bein, Nixt eftir comfort, cairis kein, Nixt derk midnicht the mirthful morrow; Nixt eftir j…"

"Sweet rois of vertew and of gentilness, Delytsum lily of everie lustynes, Richest in bontie and in bewtie clear, And …"

"I that in heill wes and gladness, Am trublit now with gret seiknes, And feblit with infermité; Timor mortis conturbat…"

"On to the ded gois all estatis, Princis, prelotis, and potestatis, Baith riche and pur of al degre; Timor mortis cont…"

"He hes done peteouslie devour, The noble Chawcer of makaris flouir, The Monk of Bery, and Gower, all thré; Timor mort…"

"Strong be thy wallis that about the standis; Wise be the people that within the dwellis; Fresh is thy ryver with his …"