2777 All that her husband list, her liketh 2778 well; She saith not onës Nay, when he saith Yea; “Do this,” saith he; “All ready, Sir,” saith she. O blissful order, wedlock precioús! Thou art so merry, and eke so virtuous, And so commended and approved eke, That every man that holds him worth a leek Upon his barë knees ought all his life To thank his God, that him hath sent a wife; Or ellës pray to God him for to send A wife, to last unto his lifë’s end. For then his life is set in sickerness, 2779 He may not be deceived, as I guess, So that he work after his wifë’s rede; 2780 Then may he boldëly bear up his head, They be so true, and therewithal so wise. For which, if thou wilt worken as the wise, Do alway so as women will thee rede. 2781