| Her filet brood of silk and set ful hye | |
| And sikirly she hadde a likerous ye | |
| Ful smale I pullid were her browis two | |
60 | And they were bent and blak as ony slo | |
| She was more blisful on to se | |
| Than is the newe pere genet tre | |
| And softer than is the wulle of a weder | |
| And by hir girdyl hangith a purs of leder | |
65 | Tarselid with grene and perlid with laton | |
| In al this worlde to seke vp and doun | |
| Ther is noman so wyse that coude thenche | |
| So gay a pupelot or so praty a wenche | |
| Ful brighter was she shynynge of her hue | |
70 | Than in the tour the nobyl forgid newe | |
| But of her song she was as lowde and yern | |
| As ony swalow sittynge on the bern | |
| Therto she coude skippe and make game | |
| As ony kid or calf folowyng his dame | |
75 | Her mouth was swete as braket or methe | |
| Or hord of appelis leyd on hey or heth | |
| Wynsynge she was as is a ioly colt | |
| Long as a mast and vpright as a bolt | |
| A broche she baar vp on hir low coler | |
80 | As brood as is the boos of a bokeler | |
| Here shoon were laced on hir leggis hye | |
| She was a prymerolle a piggis nye | |
| For ony lord to liggen in his bed | |
| Or yet for ony good yeman to wed | |
85 | Now sire and eft sire so be fyl the caas | |