Reading Chaucer desperately for tomorrow's test and I came across this....

We women have, if I am not to lie,
In this love matter, a quaint fantasy;
Look out a thing we may not lightly have,
And after that we'll cry all day and crave.

The man hath a way with words......and he seems to have phrased a universal lament very succinctly, I quote.....

Alas, alas, that ever love was sin!

alas indeed.......