"Therfore, for to speke of the horrible sweryng of the Sowdan, and of the horrible cursedness of his lyf, I holde it nat pertinent to my tale."

"He was a good felawe, and by my trouthe, / For aught I woot, he was a somnour."

"Of smale houndes hadde she, that she fedde / With rosted flessh, or milk and wastel-breed."

"A baggepipe wel koude he blowe and sowne, / And therwithal he broghte us out of towne."

"The firste vertu, sone, if thou wolt lere, Is to restreyne and kepe wel thy tonge."