Discrecioun out of your heed is goon;
895
That fele I now,' quod he, 'and that is routhe;
O tyme y-lost, wel maystow cursen slouthe!
129. Wot ye not wel that noble and heigh corage
Ne sorweth not, ne stinteth eek for lyte?
But if a fool were in a Ialous rage,
900
I nolde setten at his sorwe a myte,
But [feffe him] with a fewe wordes [whyte]