O for a Booke and ashadie nooke,
eyther in-a-doore or out;
With the grene leaves whispring overhede,
or the Streete cryes all about.

Where I maie Reade allatmy ease,
both of the Newe and Olde;

For a jolle goode Booke whereon to looke,
is better to me than Golde.