The hoote ernes they al foryeten.
Wimmen, the harm they byen ful sore;
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But men this thenken evermore,
That lasse harm is, so mote I thee,
Disceyve them, than disceyved be;
And namely, wher they ne may
Finde non other mene wey.
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For I wot wel, in sothfastnesse,