Withinne hir herte thus sche seide:[416] 5740
‘O thou, almyhty Jupiter,
That hihe sist and lokest fer,
Thou soffrest many a wrong doinge,[417]
And yit it is noght thi willinge.
To thee ther mai nothing ben hid,
Thou wost hou it is me betid:
P. ii. 320
I wolde I hadde noght be bore,
For thanne I hadde noght forlore[418]