| Whan that hym likith lo this is the ende | |
| Than conclude I thus sith that god of heuyn | |
| Ne wol nat that the philisophris neuyn | |
755 | How that a man shal come vnto this stoon | |
| I rede as for the beste let it goon | |
| For who so makith god his aduersary | |
| As forto workyn ony thing in contrary | |
| Of his wil neuer shal he thryue | |
760 | Though that he multiplye terme of his lyue | |
| And there a poynt for endid is my tale | |
| God sende euery good man bote of his bale | |
| ¶ Here endith the tale of the Chanons | |
| yeman of multiplicacōn and begynneth | |
| the tale of the doctour of phisik . | |
| T | Her was as tellith titus liuyus | |
| A knyght that clepid was virginius | |
| Fulfilled of honour and of worthynes | |
| Strong of frendis and of riches | |
5 | A doughter he hadde be his wyff | |
| And neuer hadde he mo in al his lif | |
| Fair was this mayde of excellent beaute | |
| Abouen euery wight that men might se | |
| For nature hath with souereyn diligence | |
10 | Fourmed her in so greet excellence | |
| As though she wolde say lo I nature | |
| Thus can I fourme and peynte a creature | |
| Whan that me list who can me countrefete | |
| Pigmaleon not though he forge and bete | |
15 | Or graue or peynt for I dar wel seyn | |