herte from thyne helpes. And if that Margarite denyeth now nat
to suffre her vertues shyne to thee-wardes with spredinge bemes,
as far or farther than if thou were sely in worldly joye, trewly,
I saye nat els but she is somdel to blame.'
'Ah! pees,' quod I, 'and speke no more of this; myn herte
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breketh, now thou touchest any suche wordes!'
'A! wel!' quod she, 'thanne let us singen; thou herest no
more of these thinges at this tyme.'
Thus endeth the firste book of the Testament of Love;