Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 733.

For May wol have no slogardie a-night.

The seson priketh every gentil herte,

And maketh him out of his slepe to sterte.

Canterbury Tales. The Knightes Tale. Line 1044.

That field hath eyen, and the wood hath ears.[2:2]

Canterbury Tales. The Knightes Tale. Line 1524.

Up rose the sonne, and up rose Emelie.

Canterbury Tales. The Knightes Tale. Line 2275.

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