And clam upon the fickill quheill sa hie;
All faith and lufe, I promissit to thee,
Was in the self fickill and frivolous;
O fals Cresseid, and trew knicht Troilus!
For lufe of me thou keipt gude countinence,
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Honest and chaist in conversatioun;
Of all wemen protectour and defence
Thou was, and helpit thair opinioun.
My mynd, in fleshly foull affectioun,