"For if a man be gracious and kynde, He is a verray gentilman, and no other."

"he pricked her hard and deep, like one gone mad."

"The Friar was very fond of playing and played so madly as if he were a puppy-dog in spite of this his eyes twinkled in his head in the same way as the stars do in the frosty night, while playing the h…"

"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."

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