... men fonde suche varyynge To loue a season whyle that beaulte flourit[h] And after by disdayn so vngoodly lourit[h] On her that whylom he callyd his lady dere That was to hym so playsant and entier But lust wit[h] fairnes is so ouer goon That in her herte trouthe abidet[h] noon And so[m]e also I sawe in teres reyne And pietously on god and kynde pleyne That euer they wold on ony creature So moche beaute passing be mesure Sette on a woman to yeue occasion A man, to loue to ... — The Temple of Glass • John Lydgate