The Canterbury Tales: General Prologue & Frame Story
The Millere was a stout carl for the nones;
Ful big he was of brawn, and eek of bones –
His nosethirles blake were and wyde.
His mouth as greet was as a greet forneys.
(General Prologue 545 – 546, 557, 559).
His Lord wel coude [the Reeve] plesen subtilly,
To yeve and lene him of his owne good,
And have a thank, and yet a cote and hood.
(General Prologue 611 – 613)
But with thise relikes, whan that [the Pardoner] fond
A povre person dwellinge upon lond,
Upon a day he gat in monthes tweye.
(General Prologue 701 – 703)