PREFACE
PREFACE
Ahh that this tale that be said andst told couldst be fromst a Petrarch or Dante writ inst powdered pollen or sung by bulbuls upon the page or be but fromst a women thenst be writ inst tears that doth speak of pain inst tropes andst rhetorics wit where out breathes she her woes inst phrases scented of herbs spices andst sweet honey fromst the bee for we be sick of howeth men do of love andst of what women must do do exclaim the world doth seem ast only seen fromst those eyes of men polluted by their egos which do tell poor women what they must but do in chains of morals that but be just howeth men control the shes Yet these stupid men have no idea of what women really be so come near to hear