And she also, to use newfangleness.
To take bread at my hand; and now they range,
Busily seeking with a continual change.
That now are wild and do not remember
It was no dream: I lay broad waking.
Thanked be fortune it hath been otherwise
They flee from me that sometime did me seek
Twenty times better; but once in special,
And she me caught in her arms long and small;
With naked foot, stalking in my chamber.
When her loose gown from her shoulders did fall,
Therewithall sweetly did me kiss
Into a strange fashion of forsaking;
And softly said, "Dear heart, how like you this?"
That sometime they put themself in danger
But since that I so kindly am served
I have seen them gentle, tame, and meek,
I would fain know what she hath deserved.
And I have leave to go of her goodness,
In thin array after a pleasant guise,
But all is turned thorough my gentleness