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honde
And wherupon the world mot stonde
And hath don sithen it began
And schal whil ther is any man;
And that is loveof which I mene
To treteas after schal be sene.
In which ther can noman him reule
For loves lawe is out of reule
That of tomoche or of tolite
Welnyh is every man to wyte20
And natheles ther is noman
In al this world so wysthat can
Of love tempre the mesure
Bot as it falth in aventure:
For wit ne strengthe may noght helpe
And he which elles wolde him yelpe
Is rathest throwen under fote
Ther can no wiht therof do bote.
For yet was nevere such covine
That couthe ordeine a medicine 30
To thing which god in lawe of kinde
Hath setfor ther may noman finde
The rihte salve of such a Sor.
It hath and schal ben everemor
That love is maister wher he wile
Ther can no lif make other skile;
For wher as evere him lest to sette
Ther is no myht which him may lette.
Bot what schal fallen ate laste
The sothe can no wisdom caste40
Bot as it falleth upon chance;
For if ther evere was balance
Which of fortune stant governed
I may wel lieve as I am lerned
That love hath that balance on honde
Which wol no reson understonde.
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