Wher as sche pleigneth upon love, 4220
As sche that was with that goddesse,
And he was left in gret destresse.
Confessor.
Thus miht them se what sorwe it doth
To swere an oth which is noght soth,
In loves cause namely.
Mi Sone, be wel war forthi,
And kep that thou be noght forswore:
For this, which I have told tofore,