Liefde ontseyt hulpe.
Den medecijn behoort men om den noodt te eeren,
En ouer ons behoort de reden hebben maght;
Cupido die seyt neen, verstoot sulcks, en veracht,
Gheen cruydt of reden kan sijn quael remedieren.
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