For she was so charitable and so pitous She wolde wepe, if that she sawe a mous Caught in a trappe, if it were deed or bledde. Of smale houndes hadde she, that she fedde With rosted flessh, or milk and wastel-breed.
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"In al the parisshe wif ne was ther noon / That to the offrynge bifore hire sholde goon."
"And al be that he was a worthy man, He loved gold in special."
"A man may do no synne but if he wole."
"He knew the cause of every maladye, / Were it of hoot, or coold, or moyste, or drye, / And where engendred, and of what humour."
"And if he foond owher a good felawe, / He wolde techen hym to have noon awe / In swich caas of the ercedekenes curs, / But if a man's purs were in his ers."
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