| | On whiche he made a nyghtis melodye | |
| | So swete that al the chambir rong | |
| 30 | And Angelus ad virginem he song | |
| | And aftir that he song the kyngis note | |
| | Ful often blissid was his mery throte | |
| | And thus this swete clerk his tyme spent | |
| | Aftir his sendinge and his rent | |
| 35 | This Carpenter hadde weddid a newe wyf | |
| | Whiche that he louyd more than his lyf | |
| | Of . xx viij . yeer she was of age | |
| | Ielous he was and held her narow in cage | |
| | For she was wilde and yong & he was olde | |
| 40 | And demed hym self lik to be a Cokewolde | |
| | He knew not Caton for his wit was rude | |
| | That biddith aman wedde his similitude | |
| | Men sholde wedde aftir hir astate | |
| | For yonthe and old ben often at debate | |
| 45 | But sithen he was fallen in the snare | |
| | He muste endure as othir folk his care | |
| | As ony wesil her body gent was and smal | |
| | And therto her kyrtil pynchid with all | |
| | A seynt she weride y barrid al of silk | |
| 50 | A barmecloth as white as morow mylk | |
| | Vp on her lendis with ful meny agore | |
| | White was her smok and browdid al before | |
| | And eke behynde on hir coler aboute | |
| | Of coleblac silk withynne and withoute | |
| 55 | The tapettis of her white voluper | |
| | Were of the same sute of the coler | |
