The Canterbury Tales: General Prologue & Frame Story
Myn eres aken of thy drasty speche!
Now swich a rym the devel I biteche!
This may wel be rym dogerel, quod he.
Thy drasty rymyng is nat worth a toord!
Thou dost not elles but despendest tyme.
Sire, at o word, thou shalt no lenger ryme.
(Tale of Sir Thopas 233 – 235, 240 – 242)
And though I nat the same wordes seye
As ye han herd, yet to yow alle I preye
Blameth me nat; for, as in my sentence,
Shul ye nowher fynden difference
Fro the sentence of this tretys lyte
After the which this murye tale I write.
(Tale of Sir Thopas 269 – 274)
I hadde levere than a barel ale
That Goodelief, my wyf, hadde herde this tale!
(Monk's Prologue 5 – 6)