O yonge, fresshe folkes, he or she,
In which that love up groweth with youre age, Repeyreth hom fro worldly vanyte.
Troilus and Criseyde, V, l. 1835
O yonge, fresshe folkes, he or she,
In which that love up groweth with youre age, Repeyreth hom fro worldly vanyte.
Troilus and Criseyde, V, l. 1835