"The Firste Moevere of the cause above, Whan he first made the faire cheyne of love, Greet was theffect, and heigh was his entente."

"And yet he was but of litel stature; But al he hadde, it was as he were wood."

"But al be that he was a philosophre, / Yet hadde he but litel gold in cofre."

"Mordre wol out, certeyn, it wol nat fayle."

"He wolde suffer for a quart of wyn / A good felawe to have his concubyn / A twelf-month, and excuse hym atte fulle."