Jason? certes, nor ever other man, Since Lamech was, that alderfirst 3177 began To lovë two, as writë folk beforn, Nor ever since the firstë man was born, Couldë no man, by twenty thousand part, Counterfeit the sophimës 3178 of his art; Nor worthy were t’ unbuckle his galoche, 3179 Where doubleness of feigning should approach, Nor could so thank a wight, as he did me. His manner was a heaven for to see To any woman, were she ne’er so wise; So painted he and kempt, 3180 at point devise, 3181 As well his wordës as his countenánce. And I so lov’d him for his obeisánce, And for the truth I deemed in his heart, That, if so were that any thing him smart,