¶ Whylom the thridde hevenes lord above,
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As wel by hevenish revolucioun
As by desert, hath wonne Venus his love,
And she hath take him in subieccioun,
And as a maistresse taught him his lessoun,
Comaunding him that never, in hir servyse,
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He nere so bold no lover to despyse.
For she forbad him Ielosye at alle,