“O chastë goddess of the woodës green, To whom both heav’n and earth and sea is seen, Queen of the realm of Pluto dark and low, Goddess of maidens, that mine heart hast know Full many a year, and wost 663 what I desire, To keep me from the vengeance of thine ire, That Actaeon aboughtë 664 cruelly: Chastë goddéss, well wottest thou that I Desire to be a maiden all my life, Nor never will I be no love nor wife. I am, thou wost, 665 yet of thy company, A maid, and love hunting and venery, 666 And for to walken in the woodës wild, And not to be a wife, and be with child. Nought will I know the company of man. Now help me, lady, since ye may and can, For those three formës