A Clerk there was of Oxenford 100 also, That unto logic haddë long y-go. 101 As leanë was his horse as is a rake, And he was not right fat, I undertake; But looked hollow, 102 and thereto soberly. 103 Full threadbare was his overest courtepy, 104 For he had gotten him yet no benefice, Ne was not worldly, to have an office. For him was lever 105 have at his bed’s head Twenty bookës, clothed in black or red, Of Aristotle, and his philosophy, Than robës rich, or fiddle, or psalt’ry. But all be that he was a philosópher,