The boke of Saint Albans

by Juliana Berners

And in Marche a Sow to is gardyner.

And in May a fole of a whise mannys counseƚƚ.

He shaƚƚ neuer haue goode larder. fayre gardyn. Ner wele kepyd cownceƚƚ.

¶ Fer from thy kynnysmen keste the.

Wrath not thy neighborys next the.

In a goode corne cuntre threste the.

And sitte downe Robyn and rest the.

Who that byldys his hous aƚƚ of salowes.

And prickyth a blynde hors ouer the falowys.

And suffrith hys wyfe to seche mony halowys.