She doth exceed and pass
In prudence Dame Pallas;
This most goodly flower,
This blossom of fresh colour,
So Jupiter me succour,
She flourisheth new and new
In beauty and virtue.
"It were no gentle guise
This treatise to despise,
Because I have written and said
Honour of this fair maid;
Wherefore should I be blamed
That I Jane have named,
And famously proclaimed?
She is worthy to be enroll'd
With letters of gold."
The following passage is taken from "Colin Clout:"
"And how, when ye give orders.
In your provincial borders,
As at Sitientes,[1]
Some are insufficientes,
Some parum sapientes,
Some nihil intelligentes,
Some valde negligentes,
Some nullum sensum habentes,
But bestial and untaught;
But when they have once caught
Dominus vobiscum by the head,
Then run they in every stead,[2]
God wot, with drunken nolls;[3]
Yet take they cure of souls,
And wot not what they read,
Paternoster, Ave, nor Crede;
Construe not worth a whistle,
Neither Gospel nor Epistle;
Their matins madly said,
Nothing devoutly pray'd;
