Up start the Pardoner, and that anon; “Now, Dame,” quoth he, “by God and by Saint John, Ye are a noble preacher in this case. I was about to wed a wife, alas! What? should I bie 1804 it on my flesh so dear? Yet had I lever 1805 wed no wife this year.” “Abide,” 1806 quoth she; “my tale is not begun. Nay, thou shalt drinken of another tun Ere that I go, shall savour worse than ale. And when that I have told thee forth my tale Of tribulatión in marriáge, Of which I am expert in all mine age, (This is to say, myself hath been the whip), 1807 Then mayest thou choose whether thou wilt sip Of thilkë tunnë, 1808 that I now shall broach.