That never yet bihighte hem this ne that,
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Ne knewe hem more than myn olde hat?
No wonder is, so god me sende hele,
Though wommen drede with us men to dele.
47. I sey not this for no mistrust of yow,
Ne for no wys man, but for foles nyce,
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And for the harm that in the world is now,
As wel for foly ofte as for malyce;