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Atte firste sche was mesurable and hyd hir maladye; but whan as hir miseyse becam to gret for pees, sche sorwede openly and wepte everyche day, and cryde on the name of Combabe, and Com- babe was alle the worlde to hir. And fynally, for sche ne mighte not susteyne suche adversitee, sche soughte a wel semynge peticioun. Now sche was war for to avowen hir love to ony other, yit sche hadde scham for to assayen ought hirself. _Therfore sche bethoghte hir of this devys, that sche scholde make hirself dronke with wyn and thanne speke with him; for what tyme wyn cometh inne, boldness of speche cometh inne with alle, and disconfiture nys not over schamful, but all that is don passeth into foryetynge (forgetfulness).
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Right as hir thoghte, right so sche didde. For aftre mete sche wente to the house wherin Combabe was logged, and besoghte him and embraced his knees and avowed hir love. But he resceyved hir wordes rudeliche, and wolde not assente to the dede, and reprevede hir of dronkenesse. But whan sche made manace to don hirself som gret harm, thanne for fere he told hir alle the storie and descryved al his owne cas and discovered his doynge. And whan Stratonice saughe that hir ne thoghte never fulness to seen, sche stente of (desisted from) hir wodenesse, yit sche forgat desisted not at alle of hir love, but companyed with him “™ alle weyes and in that gyse solacede the love, therin sche mighte not speden. That maner love abydeth yit in the Holy Cytee, and is mad now a dayes; wommen coveyten Galles and Galles wexen wode for love of wommen; natheles is no man ialous, but hem thenketh this thing right holy.