O luely, luely cam she in And luely she lat doun: I kent her be her caller lips And her breists sae sma'an'roun'. A'thru the nicht we spak nae word Nor sinder'd bane frae bane: A'thru the nicht I heard her hert Gang soundin' wi'myain.
Ful weel she soong the service dyvyne, Entuned in hir nose ful semely, And Frenssh she spak ful faire and fetisly, After the scole of Stratford atte Bowe, For Frenssh of Parys was to hire unknowe.Geoffrey Chaucer
Of studie took he most cure and most hede. Noght o word spak he more than was nede, And that was seyd in forme and reverence, And short and quik, and ful of hy sentence. Souninge in moral vertu was his speche, And gladly wolde he lerne, and gladly teche.Geoffrey Chaucer