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Lo how a womman doth amys
To loue hym that vnknowen is
For euery trust, lo thus it faryth
3t is not all gold that glaryth
For also browke I myn hede
Ther may be vnder goodly hede
Couerd many a sherewd vyce
Therfore be no wyght so nyce
To take a loue only for chere
Or for speche or frendely manere
For thus shal euery womman fynde
And swere, how he is vnkynde
Or fals prouyd, or double was
Alle thys saye I by Eneas
And dido, and her nece loste
That louyd alto sone a ghoste
Therfore I wyl saye o prouerbe
That he that fully knoweth the herbe
May saufly leye it to hys eye
Wythouten drede that is no lye Sign. a v.
From the Second Book we are presented with the following spirited
passage :
And I adoun gan to loke tho
And behelde feldes and pleynes
Now hylles, and now mounteynes
Now valeyes, and now forestes
And now vnnethe grete bestes
Now ryuers, now grete cytees
Now townes, now grete trees
Now shyppes sayllyng in the see
But thus sone, in a whyle he
Was flowen fro the ground so hye
Eat alle the world as to myn eye
Nomore semed than a prykke
Or els the eyer was so thykke
That I myght it not decerne
Wyth that he spack to me so yerne
And seyde, seest thou ony token
Or ought, that in the world is of spoken
I sayd nay, no wonder is
Quod he, for neuer half so hye as thys
BOOKS PRINTED BY {Chcmcer's Book.
Lo how a womman doth amys
To loue hym that vnknowen is
For euery trust, lo thus it faryth
3t is not all gold that glaryth
For also browke I myn hede
Ther may be vnder goodly hede
Couerd many a sherewd vyce
Therfore be no wyght so nyce
To take a loue only for chere
Or for speche or frendely manere
For thus shal euery womman fynde
And swere, how he is vnkynde
Or fals prouyd, or double was
Alle thys saye I by Eneas
And dido, and her nece loste
That louyd alto sone a ghoste
Therfore I wyl saye o prouerbe
That he that fully knoweth the herbe
May saufly leye it to hys eye
Wythouten drede that is no lye Sign. a v.
From the Second Book we are presented with the following spirited
passage :
And I adoun gan to loke tho
And behelde feldes and pleynes
Now hylles, and now mounteynes
Now valeyes, and now forestes
And now vnnethe grete bestes
Now ryuers, now grete cytees
Now townes, now grete trees
Now shyppes sayllyng in the see
But thus sone, in a whyle he
Was flowen fro the ground so hye
Eat alle the world as to myn eye
Nomore semed than a prykke
Or els the eyer was so thykke
That I myght it not decerne
Wyth that he spack to me so yerne
And seyde, seest thou ony token
Or ought, that in the world is of spoken
I sayd nay, no wonder is
Quod he, for neuer half so hye as thys