Except in women, thus I mene;
Yet ay be-war of doublenesse.
The croked mone, this is no tale,
Som whyle is shene and bright of hewe,
And after that ful derk and pale,
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And every moneth chaungeth newe;
That, who the verray sothe knewe,
Al thing is bilt on brotelnesse,
Save that these women ay be trewe;