Hath shapen her that she mot nedes be
[Pitouse, sadde, wyse], and trewe as steel;
And to this woman hit accordeth weel.
For, [though that Venus yaf her greet beautee],
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[With] Iupiter compouned so was she
That conscience, trouthe, and dreed of shame,
And of her wyfhood for to kepe her name,
This, [thoughte her], was felicitee as here.
And [rede Mars] was, that tyme of the yere,