And then your soul shall up to heaven skip Swifter than doth an arrow from a bow. I hope to God hereafter ye shall know That there is none so great felicity In marriáge, nor ever more shall be, That you shall let 2857 of your salvatión; So that ye use, as skill is and reasón, The lustës 2858 of your wife attemperly, 2859 And that ye please her not too amorously, And that ye keep you eke from other sin. My tale is done, for my wit is but thin. Be not aghast 2860 hereof, my brother dear, But let us waden out of this mattére, The Wife of Bath, if ye have understand, Of marriáge, which ye have now in hand, Declared hath full well in little space; Fare ye now well, God have you in his grace.”