quoth groning hath
Husband, (quoth she), ye studie, be merrie now,And even as ye thinke now, so come to yow.Nay not so, (quoth he), for my thought to tell right,I thinke how you lay groning, wife, all last night.Husband, a groning horse and a groning wifeNever faile their master, (quoth she), for my life.No wife, a woman hath nine lives like a cat.