Whan that he loveth elleswhere,
Al be it so him nedeth noght.
Bot upon thee it schal be boght, 4630
Which art prive to tho doinges,
And me fulofte of thi lesinges
Deceived hast: nou is the day
That I thi while aquite may;[276]
And for thou hast to me conceled
That my lord hath with othre deled,
I schal thee sette in such a kende,