This Phoebus, which that thought upon no guile, Deceived was for all his jollitý; For under him another haddë she, A man of little reputatión, Nought worth to Phoebus in comparison. The more harm is; it happens often so, Of which there cometh muchë harm and woe. And so befell, when Phoebus was absént, His wife anon hath for her leman 4968 sent. Her leman! certes that is a knavish speech. Forgive it me, and that I you beseech. The wisë Plato saith, as ye may read, The word must needs accordë with the deed; If men shall tellë properly a thing, The word must cousin be to the workíng. I am a boistous 4969 man, right thus I say. There is no differencë truëly Betwixt a wife that is of high degree (If of her body dishonést she be), And any poorë wench, other than this