In praise of woman

To unpraise womene it were a shame,

For a woman was thy dame.

A blessèd Lady beareth the name

Of all womene were that they go.

A woman is a worthy thing;

They do the washe and do the wringe;

"Lullaby, lullaby!" she doth thee singe;

And yet she hath but care and woe.

A woman is a worthy wight;

She serveth a man both day and night;

Thereto she putteth all her might;

And yet she hath but care and woe.