In curteisye was set ful muchel hir list Hir ouerlyppe wyped she so cleene That in hir coppe ther was no ferthyng seene Of grece whan she dronken hadde hir draghte Ful semely after hir mete she raghte And sikerly she was of greet desport And ful plesaunt and amyable of port And peyned hire to countrefete chiere Of court and been estatlich of manere And to been holden digne of reuerence But for to speken of hir conscience She was so charitable and so pitous She wolde wepe if that she sawe a mous Caught in a trappe if it weere deed or bledde Of smale houndes hadde she that she fedde With rosted flessh or mylk and wastel breed But soore wepte she if oon of hem weere deed From Ha3 Leueþe me sheo wepte Ful sore whan on was dede Or if men smoot it with a yerde smerte And al was conscience and tendre herte Ful semely hir wympel pynched was Hir nose tretez hir eyen greye as glas Hir mouth ful smal and therto softe and reed But sikerly she hadde a fair forheed It was almoost a spanne brood I trowe For hardily she was nat vndergrowe Ful fetys was hir cloke as I was war Of smal coral aboute hir arm she bar A peyre of bedes gauded al with greene And theron heeng a brooch of gold ful sheene