Marketh nothing, but sheteth as he †went.
And for that he hath no discrecioun,
Withoute avys he let his arowe go;
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For lakke of sight, and also of resoun,
In his shetinge, it happeth ofte so,
To hurte his frend rather than his fo;
So doth this god, [and] with his sharpe floon
The trewe sleeth, and let the false goon.
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