For worship shul they gete noon therby.
If that thise men, that lovers hem pretende,
To wommen weren feythful, gode, and trewe,
And dredde hem to deceyven or offende,
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Wommen to love hem wolde nat eschewe.
But every day hath man an herte newe;
It upon oon abyde can no whyle.
What fors is it, swich a wight to begyle?
Men beren eek thise wommen upon honde