'I am content,' quod he, 'to tak thay twa.'
Than thus proceidit Saturn and the Mone,
Quhen thay the mater rypely had degest;
For the dispyt to Cupid sho had done,
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And to Venus oppin and manifest,
In all hir lyf with pane to be opprest
And torment sair, with seiknes incurábill,
And to all lovers be abominábill.
This dulefull sentence Saturn tuik on hand,