I was, and that became me well, I had the print of Saintë Venus’ seal. [As help me God, I was a lusty one, And fair, and rich, and young, and well begone: 1960 For certes I am all venerian In feeling, and my heart is martian; 1961 Venus me gave my lust and liquorishness, And Mars gave me my sturdy hardiness.] Mine ascendant was Taure, 1962 and Mars therein: Alas, alas, that ever love was sin! I follow’d aye mine inclinatión By virtue of my constellatión: That made me that I couldë not withdraw My chamber of Venus from a good felláw. [Yet have I Martë’s mark upon my face, And also in another privy place. For God so wisly 1963 be my salvatión, I loved never by discretión,