The Canterbury Tales: The Miller's Tale
He knew nat Catoun, for his wit was rude.
He knew nat Catoun, for his wit was rude,
That bad man sholde wedde his similitude.
Men sholde wedden after hire estaat,
For youthe and elde is often at debaat.
But sith that he was fallen in the snare,
He moste endure, as other folk, his care.
A clerk hath litherly biset his while,
But if he coude a carpenter bigile.