Geoffrey Chaucer — "His nekke whit was as the flour-de-lys, Thereto strong he was as a champioun."
His nekke whit was as the flour-de-lys, Thereto strong he was as a champioun.
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"He coude songes make and wel endite, Juste and eek daunce, and wel purtreye and write."
"She hadde passed many a straunge strem; / Hire hosen weren of fyn scarlet reed, / Ful streite yteyd, and shoes ful moyste and newe."
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