Thus with hir fader for a certeyn space Dwelleth this flour of wyfly pacience, That neither by hir wordes ne hir face Biforn the folk, ne eek in her absence, Ne shewed she that hir was doon offence.
Geoffrey Chaucer (1874). “The Prioresses Tale: Sire Thopas, the Monkes Tale, the Clerkes Tale, the Squieres Tale, from the Canterbury Tales”, p.90
