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He felle dede doun colde as ony stone.

— Robert Mannyng

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No thyng ys to man so dere
As wommanys love yn gode manere.
A gode womman is mannys blys.

Handlyng Synne (1901)

And thy traveyle shalt thou sone ende,
For to thy long home sone shalt thou wende.

Handlyng Synne (1901)

There ys no solas undyr hevene
Of al that a man may nevene
That shuld a man so mochë glew
As a gode womman that loveth trew.

Handlyng Synne (1901)

Þe syxtë reyseþ gretë stryfe,
To rauys anouþer mannys wyfe;
For aȝens God hyt ys euyl dede,
And to þe worlde also mochyl drede.
Ȝyf hyt be aȝens here wyl,
Þe more he douþ hym seluen yl.

Handlyng Synne (1303)

Ȝyf weddyd man, sengle woman takeþ,
Forsoþe spousebrechë þere he makyþ.
Ȝyf weddyd wyfe take sengle man,
Alle spousebreche tel y hyt þan;
For þey haue broke with-outë fayle
Þe chastë bondë of spousayle.

Handlyng Synne (1303)

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