| A forster was he sothly as I gesse | |
| T | Here was also a nonne a prioresse | |
| That of hir smylynge was simpil & koy | |
120 | Here grettest oth was be seynt loy | |
| And she was clepid dame Eglentyn | |
| Ful wel she song seruise diuine | |
| Entoyned in hir voys ful semely | |
| And frensh she spak ful fetously | |
125 | Aftir the scole of stratforde at the bowe | |
| For frensh of Paris was to hir vnknowe | |
| At mete wel taught was she with al | |
| She lete no morsel fro hir lippis fal | |
| Ne wete hire fingres in hir sauce depe | |
130 | Wel coude she cary a morsel of mete | |
| That no drope fil on hir brest | |
| In curtesie was set ful mykil hir lest | |
| Hir ouerlippe wiped she so clene | |
| That in hir cup ther was no ferthyng sene | |
135 | Of grece whan she hadde dronke her draught | |
| Ful semely aftir hir mete she raught | |
| And sikirly she was of greet disport | |
| Of plesaunce and amyable of port | |
| And peyned here to countrefete chiere | |
140 | Of courte to be statly of manere | |
| And to be holde digne of reuerence | |
| But forto speke of hir conscience | |
| She was so charitable and so pietous | |
| She wolde wepe and she saw a mous | |
145 | Kawght in a trappe if it were deed or bledde | |