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Now certis, Love, hit is right covenable
That men ful dere bye thy nobil thing,
As wake abedde and fasten at the table,
Wepinge to laughe and singe in compleynyng,
And doun to caste visage and lokyng,
Often to chaunge hewe and contenaunce,
Pleyne in slepyng and dremen at the daunce,
Al the revers of any glad felyng.
Jelosie be hanged by a cable!
She wolde al knowe thurgh her espying;
Ther doth no wyght nothing so resonable
That al nys harm in her ymagenyng.
Thus dere abought is Love in yevyng,
Which ofte he yiveth withouten ordynaunce,
As sorwe ynogh and litil of plesaunce,
Al the revers of any glad felyng.
A lytel tyme his yift ys agreable,
But ful encomberous is the usyng,
For subtil Jelosie, the deceyvable,
Ful often tyme causeth desturbyng.
Thus be we ever in drede and sufferyng;
In nouncerteyn we languisshe in penaunce,
And han wele ofte many an hard mischaunce,
Al the revers of any glad felyng.