Geoffrey Chaucer

That of all the floures in the mede,
Thanne love I most these floures white and rede,
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That of all the floures in the mede,
Thanne love I most these floures white and rede,
Suche as men callen daysyes in her toune.

And yet he hadde "a thombe of gold" pardee.

And yet he hadde "a thombe of gold" pardee.

But every thyng which schyneth as the gold,
Nis nat gold, as that I have herd it told.

But every thyng which schyneth as the gold,
Nis nat gold, as that I have herd it told.

Experience, though non auctoritee
Were in this world, is right ynough to me
To speke of wo read more

Experience, though non auctoritee
Were in this world, is right ynough to me
To speke of wo that is in mariage. . . .

And for to se, and eek for to be seye.

And for to se, and eek for to be seye.