But love a womman that she woot it nought, And she wol quyte
it that thow shalt nat fele; Unknowe, unkist,
and lost, that is unsought.
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Be riche in patience, gif thow in gudis be pure; Quho levis mirry, he levis michtely: Without glaidnes availis no tresour.
O yowthe allas why wilt thow nat enclyne,And un-to reuled reform bowe thee?Syn resoun is the verray streighte lyneÞat ledith folk un-to felicitee.
thomas occleveWho was hiër in philosophieTo Aristotle, in our tonge, but thow?
thomas occleve