Discreet she was in answering alway, Though she were wise as Pallas, dare I sayn; Her faconde 3427 eke full womanly and plain, No counterfeited termës haddë she To seemë wise; but after her degree She spake, and all her wordës more and less Sounding in virtue and in gentleness. Shamefast she was in maiden’s shamefastness, Constant in heart, and ever in business 3428 To drive her out of idle sluggardy: Bacchus had of her mouth right no mast’rý. For wine and slothë 3429 do Venús increase, As men in fire will casten oil and grease. And of her owen virtue, unconstrain’d, She had herself full often sick y-feign’d, For that she wouldë flee the company, Where likely was to treaten of follý, As is at feasts, at revels, and at dances, That be occasións of dalliánces.