No skill of stars, no depth of magic art,
Devised by that great clerk Zoroaster,
A wound that so infects the soul and heart,
As all our sense and reason it doth master;
A wound whose pang and torment is so durable,
As it may rightly called be incurable.
Ne se Cadurcis destitutam fasciis,
Nudam Caleno concumbentem videat.
[6185]Be it that some woman break chaste wedlock's laws,
And leaves her husband and becomes unchaste: