Of myrthe and of solas.
Al of a knyght was fair and gent
In batail and in tornament,
His name was Sir Thopas.
(The tale of Sir Thopas.)
Et l'hôte l'interrompt d'un ton bourru:
«No mor of this, for Goddes dignité!»
Quod owr Hoste, «for thou makest me
So wery of thy verry lewednesse,
That, al-so wisly God my soule blesse,