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But they ben as that wommen oghten be,
Sad, constant, and fulfilled of pitee.
How frendly was Medea to Jasoun
In the conquéring of the flees of gold!
How falsly quitte he her affeccioun
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By whom victórie he gat, as he hath wold!
How may this man, for shame, be so bold
To falsen her, that from his dethe and shame