The Prologue of the Messenger. For as much as man is naturally prone To evil from his youth, as Scripture doth recite, It is necessary that he be speedily withdrawn From concupiscence of sin, his natural appetite: An order to bring up youth Ecclesiasticus doth write, An untamed horse will be hard, saith he, And a wanton child wilful will be.
In a herber green, asleep where I lay, The birds sang sweet in the mids of the day; I dreamed fast of mirth and play. In youth is pleasure, in youth is pleasure.
The Prologue of the Messenger. For as much as man is naturally prone To evil from his youth, as Scripture doth recite, It is necessary that he be speedily withdrawn From concupiscence of sin, his natural appetite: An order to bring up youth Ecclesiasticus doth write, An untamed horse will be hard, saith he, And a wanton child wilful will be.