His liberty the bird desireth aye. 4957 Let take a cat, and foster her with milk And tender flesh, and make her couch of silk, And let her see a mouse go by the wall, Anon she weiveth 4958 milk, and flesh, and all, And every dainty that is in that house, Such appetite hath she to eat the mouse. Lo, here hath kind 4959 her dominatin, And appetite flemeth 4960 discretión. A she-wolf hath also a villain’s kind; 4961 The lewedestë wolf that she may find, Or least of reputation, will she take In timë when her lust 4962 to have a make. 4963