Thus by queynt thinges blisse is desyred; and the fruit that
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cometh of these springes nis but anguis and bitter; al-though it
be a whyle swete, it may not be with-holde; hastely they departe;
thus al-day fayleth thinges that fooles wende. Right thus hast
thou fayled in thy first wening. He that thinketh to sayle, and drawe
after the course of the sterre de polo antartico, shal he never
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come northward to the contrarye sterre of polus articus; of whiche
thinges if thou take kepe, thy first out-waye-going "prison" and