The Nun’s Priest’s Epilogue

From The Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer

NPT 3447 [“Sire Nonnes Preest,” oure Hooste seide anoon,
NPT 3448 “I-blessed be thy breche, and every stoon!
NPT 3449 This was a murie tale of Chauntecleer.
NPT 3450 But by my trouthe, if thou were seculer,
NPT 3451 Thou woldest ben a trede-foul aright.
NPT 3452 For if thou have corage as thou hast myght,
NPT 3453 Thee were nede of hennes, as I wene,
NPT 3454 Ya, moo than seven tymes seventene.
NPT 3455 See, whiche braunes hath this gentil preest,
NPT 3456 So gret a nekke, and swich a large breest!
NPT 3457 He loketh as a sperhauk with his yen;
NPT 3458 Him nedeth nat his colour for to dyen
NPT 3459 With brasile ne with greyn of Portyngale.
NPT 3460 Now, sire, faire falle yow for youre tale!”
NPT 3461 And after that he, with ful merie chere,
NPT 3462 Seide unto another, as ye shuln heere.]