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I am as light as any roe
To onpreise women wher that I go.

To onpreise women it were a shame,
For a woman was thy dame:
Our Blessed Lady bereth the name
Of all women wher that they go.

A woman is a worthy thing:
They do the washe and do the wringe;
"Lullay, lullay,' she doth thee singe,
And yet she hath but care and woe.

A woman is a worthy wight:
She serveth a man both daye and night;
Therto she putteth all her might,
And yet she hathe but care and woe.
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