The Canterbury Tales: The Reeve's Tale
This wenche thikke and wel ygrowen was,
With kamus nose and eyen greye as glas,
With buttoked brode, and brestes rounde and hye;
But right fair was hire heer, I wol nat lye.
(119 – 122)
'By God, right by the hopur wol I stande,'
Quod John, 'and se howgates the corn gas in.
Yet saugh I nevere, by my fader kyn
How that the hopur wagges til and fra.'
(182 – 185)
And whan the hors was laus, he gynneth gon
Toward the fen, ther wilde mares renne,
And forth with 'wehee,' thurgh thikke and thurgh thenne.
(210 – 212)