| Flesh is so newfangil with myschaunce | |
90 | That we ne konne in no thing haue plesaunce | |
| That sounyth vnto vertu ony whyle | |
| Thus Phebus whiche thoughte no gyle | |
| Disceyued was for al his iolyte | |
| For vnder hym another had she | |
95 | A man of litil reputacion | |
| Not worth to hym in no comparison | |
| The more harm is it happith ofte so | |
| Of whiche ther comyth muche harm and woo | |
| And so befyl when Phebus was absent | |
100 | His wyf anon hath for her lemman sent | |
| Her lemman certis that is a knauyssh speche | |
| Foreyne it me that I you beseche | |
| The wyse Plato saith as ye mowe rede | |
| The word muste nede accorde with the dede | |
105 | Yf men shul telle propirly a thing | |
| The word muste cosyn be to the workynge | |
| I am a boistous man right thus say I | |
| Ther is but litil difference trewly | |
| Betwix a wyf that is of high degre | |
110 | Yf of her body dishonest she be | |
| And a pore wenche other than this | |
| Yf it so be they worke bothe amys | |
| But that the gentil is in staat aboue | |
| She shal be clepid his lady and his loue | |
115 | And for that other is a power woman | |
| She shal be clepid his wenche or his lemman | |
| And god it woot myn owen dere brother | |