2 "Well may I ween, your grief is wondrous great;
ween > imagine
3 For wondrous great grief groans in my spirit, 4 While thus I hear you of your sorrows treat.
treat > discourse
5 But, woeful lady, let me you entreat 6 To unfold the anguish of your heart: 7 Mishaps are mastered by advice discreet,
discreet > judicious
8 And counsel mitigates the greatest smart;
smart > anguish; pain
9 Found never help, who never would his hurts impart."
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