For shrewedness 1991 he thought the talë sweet. Fy, speak no more, it is a grisly thing, Of her horrible lust and her likíng. Of Clytemnestra, for her lechery That falsely made her husband for to die, He read it with full good devotión. He told me eke, for what occasión Amphiorax at Thebes lost his life: My husband had a legend of his wife Eryphilé, that for an ouche 1992 of gold Had privily unto the Greekës told, Where that her husband hid him in a place, For which he had at Thebes sorry grace. Of Luna told he me, and of Lucie; They bothë made their husbands for to die, That one for love, that other was for hate. Luna her husband on an ev’ning late Empoison’d had, for that she was his foe: Lucia liquorish lov’d her husband so, That, for he should always upon her think,