Adam Scrivener, if ever it thee befall <br />Boece or Troilus for to write anew, <br />Under thy long locks thou may'st have the scall <br />But after my making thou write more true! <br />So oft a day I must thy work renew, <br />It to correct, and eke to rub and scrape; <br />And all is through thy negligence and rape.<br /><br />Geoffrey Chaucer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/chaucer-s-words-to-his-scrivener/