O servant traitor, O false homely hewe, 2879 Like to the adder in bosom shy untrue, God shield us allë from your acquaintánce! O January, drunken in pleasánce Of marriage, see how thy Damian, Thine owen squier and thy boren 2880 man, Intendeth for to do thee villainy: 2881 God grantë thee thine homely foe 2882 t’ espy. For in this world is no worse pestilence Than homely foe, all day in thy presénce.