• "Hic incipit paruus Catho.", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 9.
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Sith in erth lakles liueth no wightQue nocitura tenes quāuis sint cara relinqueVtilitas opibus preponi tempore debetYf thou suppose thing that shal noye & greueThaugh they be dere & right gret of priceSuche as suffreth not thy proffit a

• "Hic incipit paruus Catho.", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 10.
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seruant thaugh noon offenorThou fynde in hym lerne wele this sentenceThe wyf wol hate and cause to smertOften hym that hire housband loueth in hertCum{que} mones aliquē nec se velit ipse moneriSi tibi sit carus noli desistere ceptisAnd yf thou

• "Hic incipit paruus Catho.", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 42.
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not a wyf for hire enheritanceFor she wol cast it often in thy berdAnd yf she be noyant and ful of greuanceConstreine hire neuer to abide in thy yerdOf chastisement It is a cursed swerdTo kepe suche oon that wol

• "Hic incipit paruus Catho.", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 67.
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holde ay sore that they may kecheTherfore who y• liuyth iustly ful wel doth heFor his soule is ay ful of feliciteCum cōiunx tibi sit nec res et fama laboratVitandū ducas inimicum nomen amiciYf thou haue a wyf in assurance

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 45.
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Sithnes I may not se you EmelyeI ne am but ded ther is no remedyeVpon that other syde PalamonWhan that be wiste arcite was goonSuche sorow he makith that the grete tourResouned of his yellyng and his clamourThe pure

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 78.
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To haue victory of them or they of meSo that I haue my lady in myn armysFor though so be þ• mars be grete god of armysYour vertu is so greet in heuene aboueThat yf yow list I shal

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 111.
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On whiche he made a nyghtis melodyeSo swete that al the chambir rongAnd Angelus ad virginem he songAnd aftir that he song the kyngis noteFul often blissid was his mery throteAnd thus this swete clerk his tyme spentAftir his

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 113.
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hend NicholasFil with this yonge wyf to rage & to pleyeWhylis that her husbond was at OseneyeAs clerkis be ful subtil and ful queyntAnd pryuely he caughte hir be the queyntAnd sayde y wis but yf I haue my wylleFor

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 114.
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his sawtryeAnd pleyde faste and made melodyeThan fil it thus that to the parish chircheCristis owen workis forto wercheThis good wyf wente on an holydayHer forhed shoon as brighte as ony daySo was it wasshe when she leet her werkNow

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 132.
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For whan he spak he was anon bore dounWith hende Nicholas and alisounThey tolde euery man that he was woodSo he was agast of Noes floodThorow fantesye that of his vaniteHe hadde bought hym knedyng tubbis threAnd hadde hem

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 135.
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vp on hym leggeThat he ne swoor anon he sholde abeggeA thef he was for sothe of corn and meleAnd that a sligh and vsant forto steleHis name whas I hote deynus SymkynA wyf he hadde come of nobyl kyn

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 149.
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He sayde thou swyneshede awakeFor cristis soule and here a nobyl gameFor by that lord that callyd is saint IameAs I haue thryys in this short nyghtSwyuyd the mylleris doughter bolt vprightWhylis thou hast as a coward be agasteYe

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 150.
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hath lost the gryndynge of the wheteAnd payd for the soper eueridellOf aleyn and of Iohn that beet hym wellHis wyf is swyuyd and his doughtir alsLo suche it is a myllere to be falsAnd therto this prouerbe is sayd

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 154.
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he sellith his bed and his arayVnto a compiere of his owen sorteThat louyth dyse ryot and disporteAnd hadde a wyf that held for contenaunceA shoppe & swyued for hir sustenaunce¶Here endith the Cokys tale And begynneth the man of

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 168.
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sondeFirst to his moder and to al the regne abouteAnd sayde his wyf was come withoute douteAnd preyde her to ryde ayens the queneThe honour of his regne to susteneGreet was the prees and riche was the arayOf surriens and

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 172.
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was so masid in the seThat she forgat her mynde by her trowthThe Constabil hath of hir so gret pyteAnd eke his wyf that wepen sore for rowthShe was so diligent withoute slowtheTo serue and plese euerich in that place

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 175.
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god yeue him mischan̄eSone aftir comyth the Constabyl hom ayeenAnd eke alla that was kyng of the londAnd saw his wyf dispitously sleynFor whom he wepte and wrong his hondAnd in the bed the blody knyf he fondeBe dame Custaunce

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 179.
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non other betydeOn here he begate a man child anonAnd to a bisshop and to his Constable ekeHe took his wyf to kepe when he is gonTo scotlond ward his fomen forto sekeNow faire Custaunce that is so humble &

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 181.
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it foul or fairAnd eke my wyf vnto myn hoom comyngeCrist whan hym list may make me an heirMore agreabyl than this to my likyngeThis lettir he selith pryuely wepyngeWhiche to the messanger was y take soneAnd forth he goth

• "wHan that Apprill with his shouris sote and the droughte of marche hath p[er]cid ´e rote ...", Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400., page 184.
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her hoom I can no bettir seyBut in the see she dryueth forth the weyALla the kyng sone aftir thisVnto his Castel of whiche I toldeAskyd where his wyf and his childe isThe Constabil gan aboute his hert to colde