A holy habit clenseth not a foule soule.
To a fair day open the window, but make you ready as to a foule.
Fine dressing is a foule house swept before the doores.
It is a foule byrd that fyleth his owne nest.
No love is foule, nor prison fair.
The Patron of true Holinesse, Foule Errour doth defeate: Hypocrisie him to entrappe, Doth to his home entreate.