From Geoffrey Chaucer's "The Canterbury Tales", The Merchant's Tale, lines 1200-1206

From The Canterbury Tales:
The Merchant's Tale
lines 1200-1206: January is physically healed but still mentally blind

1200	This Januarie, who is glad but he?
	He kisseth hire, and clippeth hire ful ofte,
	And on hire wombe he stroketh hire ful softe,
	And to his palays hoom he hath hire lad.
	Now, goode men, I pray yow to be glad.
1205	Thus endeth heere my tale of Januarie;
	God blesse us, and his mooder Seinte Marie!

1200	This January, who is glad but he?
	He kisses her and he embraces her much and oft,
	And caresses her belly and rubs her soft,
	And home to palace led her, let me add.
	And now, good men, I pray you to be glad.
1205	For here I end my tale of January;
	God bless us, and his mother, holy Mary!