For in them is the connynge wherin I me bost.
But if it fortune that any lernyd men
Within my house fall to disputacion
I drawe the curtyns to shewe my bokes then
That they of my cunnynge sholde make probacion
I kepe nat to fall in altercacion
And whyle they comon my bokes I turne and wynde
For all is in them, and no thynge in my mynde.
Tholomeus the riche causyd longe agone
Ouer all the worlde good bokes to be sought