"This somnour was a gentil harlot and a kynde; A bettre felawe sholde men noght fynde."

"For if a man be trewe in his entent, He may nat faille of his felicitee."

"That he is gentil that dooth gentil dedis."

"And Frenssh she spak ful faire and fetisly, After the scole of Stratford atte Bowe, For Frenssh of Parys was to hir unknowe."

"She hadde passed many a straunge strem; / Hire hosen weren of fyn scarlet reed, / Ful streite yteyd, and shoes ful moyste and newe."