"Whan that Aprill with his shoures soote, The droghte of March hath perced to the roote, And bathed every veyne in swich licour Of which vertu engendred is the flour;"

"Experience, thogh noon auctoritee Were in this world, is right ynogh for me To speke of wo that is in mariage."

"A fair fordoon hir beautee was al newe."

"And if that he forbede it, wolde he say, / 'A man may do no synne, but if he may / Nat touche a womman, for al his lyf.'"

"He wolde make a good confessorie, / If a man had a soule, and that he were / A good man, and coude wel here / Confessiouns, and have a good memorie."