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Sometyme I was a taverner, a gentle gossippe and a tapster, of wyne and ale a trustie bruer, which woe hath me wrought. Of kannes I kept no trewe measure. My cuppes I sould at my pleasure, deceavinge manye a creature, thoe my ale Were nought.

And when I was a bruer longe, with hoppes I made my alle stronge; esshes and hearbes I blend amonge and marred so good malt.

From "The Harrowing of Hell", in the Chester Mystery Cycle (c. 15th century) More quotations