For which this January, of whom I told, Consider’d hath within his dayës old, The lusty life, the virtuous quiét, That is in marriágë honey-sweet. And for his friends upon a day he sent To tell them the effect of his intent. With facë sad, 2791 his tale he hath them told: He saidë, “Friendës, I am hoar and old, And almost (God wot) on my pittë’s 2792 brink, Upon my soulë somewhat must I think. I have my body foolishly dispended, Blessed be God that it shall be amended; For I will be certáin a wedded man, And that anon in all the haste I can, Unto some maiden, fair and tender of age; I pray you shapë 2793 for my marriáge All suddenly, for I will not abide: And I will fond