Squier, com neer, if it youre wille be, 
 And sey somwhat of love; for certes ye 
 Konnen theron as muche as any man. 
 Nay, sire, quod he, but I wol seye as I kan 
 With hertly wyl; for I wol nat rebelle 
 Agayn youre lust; a tale wol I telle. 
 Have me excused if I speke amys; 
 My wyl is good, and lo, my tale is this.