But I prayen unto your courtesy,
Be heavy again, or ellés must I die.
BALLAD OF WOMEN’S DOUBLENESS
This world is full of variance
In everything; who taketh heed,
That faith and trust, and all Constance,
Exiléd be, this is no drede,
And save only in womanhead,
I can ysee no sikerness;
But, for all that, yet as I read,