The tyme of youthe is to be spent;
But vice in it shuld be forfent.

Pastymes ther be I nought treulye
Whych one may use, and vice denye;

And they be plesant to God and man,
Those shuld we covit wyn who can;

As featys of armys, and suche other
Wherby actyvenesse oon may utter.

Comparysons in them may lawfully be sett,
For therby corage is suerly owt fett:

Vertue it is then youth for to spend
In goode dysporttys whych it dothe fend.

More verses by Henry VIII, King of England