componere de illo amore, a quo non folum humanum genus, fed et cuncta animancia naturaliter fubjiciuntur. Et quia nonnulli amantes ultra quam expedit defiderii paffionibus crebro ftimulantur, ma And speake of thinge is nought fo ftrange, teria libri per totum diffunditur. fuper hiis fpecialiter Whiche every kinde hath upon honde And wherupon the world mote stonde And hath done fithen it began And shall while there is any man, And that is love, of whiche I mene In whiche there can no man him reule, But as it falleth in aventure For wit ne ftrengthe may nought helpe The fothe can no wifedom caft, But as it falleth upon chaunce, That love hath that balaunce on honde For love is blinde and may nought se, Be fette upon his jugement. But as the whele aboute went He yeveth his graces undeserved And fro that man whiche hath him ferved Ful ofte he taketh awey his fees, As he that plaieth at the dies Where he shall lefe or he shal winne. For it is fithe go nought longe As for to speake of this matere I may you telle, if ye woll here A wonder hap, which me befelle That was to me bothe harde and felle, The which me liketh to commune 2. Hic declarat mate riam dicens, quali And pleinly for to tellen it oute, Non ego Sampfonis vires, non Herculis arma Ut difcant alii docet experiencia facti, Rebus in ambiguis que fit habenda via. Me quibus ergo Venus cafibus laqueavit amantem, Upon the point that is befalle terCupido quodam Of love, in which that I am falle, I thenke telle my matere. Nowe herken who that woll it here This enderday, as I forth ferde you may. my love Nought for to finge with the briddes, O thou Cupide, O thou Venus |