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Quotes from Boke of Seynt Albans — Juliana Berners

b. 1388 England

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A faythfulle frende wold I fayne finde,
To fynde hym there he myghte be founde;
But now is the worlde wext so unkynde,
Yet frenship is fall to the grounde;
(Now a frende I have founde)
That I woll nother banne ne curse,
But of all frendes in felde or towne,
Ever, gramercy, myn own purse.

Boke of Seynt Albans (1486)

Where so ever ye fare by fryth or by fell:
My dere chylde take hede how Trystam doo you tell.
How many manere bestys of venery there were:
Lysten to your dame and she shall you lere.
Four manere of bestis of venere there are:
The fyrste of theym is the harte: the seconde is the hare:
The boore is one of tho: the wulfe and not one mo.

Boke of Seynt Albans (1486)

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Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Juliana Berners (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.