“Love wol nat been constreyned by maistrye.
Whan maistrie comth, the god of love anon
Beteth hise wynges, and, farewel, he is gon!
Love is a thyng - as any spirit - free.
Wommen of kynde desiren libertee
And nat to been constreyned as a thral.
And so doon men, if I sooth seyen shal.”