“But Christ's lore and his apostles twelve,He taught and first he followed it himself.”

“And once he had got really drunk on wine,Then he would speak no language but Latin.”

“Ful wys is he that kan himselve knowe.”

“And if love is, what thing and which is he? If love be good, from whennes cometh my woo?”

“If no love is, O God, what fele I so? And if love is, what thing and which is he? If love be good, from whennes cometh my woo? If it be wikke, a wonder thynketh me”

“For hym was levere have at his beddes heedTwenty bookes, clad in blak or reed,Of Aristotle and his philosophie,Than robes riche, or fithele, or gay sautrie.”

“When that Aprille with his shoures sote.The droghte of Marche hath perced to the rote, And bathed every veyne in swich licour,Of which vertue engendred is the flour.”