Of love that he hath achieved;
Bot so was I nothing relieved,
For I was further fro my love
Than Erthe is fro the hevene above,
As forto speke of eny sped:[228]
So wiste I me non other red,
Bot as it were a man forfare[229]
Unto the wode I gan to fare,[230] 110
Noght forto singe with the briddes,
For whanne I was the wode amiddes,