Therewith the fire of jealousy upstart Within his breast, and hent him by the heart So woodly, 377 that he like was to behold The box-tree, or the ashes dead and cold. Then said; “O cruel goddess, that govérn This world with binding of your word etern, 378 And writen in the table of adamant Your parlement 379 and your eternal grant, What is mankind more unto you y-hold 380 Than is the sheep, that rouketh 381 in the fold! For slain is man, right as another beast, And dwelleth eke in prison and arrest, And hath sicknéss, and great adversity, And oftentimës guiltëless, pardie. 382 What governance is in your prescience,