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Syn that you, Chloe, to your moder sticken, / Maketh all ye yonge bacheloures full sicken; / Like as a lyttel deere you been y-hiding / Whenas come lovers with theyre pityse chiding, / Sothly it ben faire to give up your moder / For to beare swete company with some oder; / Your moder ben well enow so farre shee goeth, / But that ben not farre enow, God knoweth; / Wherefore it ben sayed that foolysh ladyes / That marrye not shall leade an aype in Hayde; / But all that do with gode men wed full quicklye / When that they be on dead go to ye seints full sickerly.