my tyme is not to tary, hit drawest fast to eve.
þis tretyse þat y haue entitled, if it ye entende to preve,
y assayed me self in youthe with-outeñ any greve.
while y was yonge y-noughe & lusty in dede,
y enioyed þese maters foreseid / & to lerne y toke good hede;
but croked age hathe compelled me / & leue court y must nede.
þerfore, sone, assay thy self / & god shalle be þy spede.”
And again, at line 1227,
“Now, good soñ, thy self, with other þat shalle þe succede,
whiche þus boke of nurture shalle note / lerne, & ouer rede,