| HE............2 | |
| Scog 24 For which he wol no lenger be thy lord. | 24 |
| Scog 26 He wol nat with his arwes been ywroken | 26 |
| HED...........1 | |
| Scog 43 Scogan, that knelest at the stremes hed | 42 |
| HELPE.........1 | |
| Scog 37 God helpe me so! -- in no rym, dowteles, | 36 |
| HEM...........1 | |
| Scog 31 On alle hem that ben hoor and rounde of shap, | 30 |
| HERE..........1 | |
| Scog 12 That with hir teeres she wol drenche us here. | 12 |
| HEVENE........1 | |
| Scog 1 Tobroken been the statutz hye in hevene | 0 |
| HIM...........1 | |
| Scog 28 We shul of him have neyther hurt ne cure. | 28 |
| HIR...........4 | |
| Scog 11 But now so wepith Venus in hir spere | 10 |
| Scog 12 That with hir teeres she wol drenche us here. | 12 |
| Scog 19 Therfore thow yave hir up at Michelmesse? | 18 |
| Scog 40 While I was yong, I put hir forth in prees; | 40 |
| HIS...........4 | |
| Scog 21 Was never erst Scogan blamed for his tonge. | 20 |
| Scog 25 And, Scogan, though his bowe be nat broken, | 24 |
| Scog 26 He wol nat with his arwes been ywroken | 26 |
| Scog 42 Take every man hys turn, as for his tyme. | 42 |
| HONOUR........1 | |
| Scog 44 Of grace, of alle honour and worthynesse, | 44 |
| HOOR..........1 | |
| Scog 31 On alle hem that ben hoor and rounde of shap, | 30 |
| HURT..........1 | |
| Scog 28 We shul of him have neyther hurt ne cure. | 28 |
| HYE...........1 | |
| Scog 1 Tobroken been the statutz hye in hevene | 0 |
| HYS...........1 | |
| Scog 42 Take every man hys turn, as for his tyme. | 42 |
| I.............9 | |
| Scog 3 Syth that I see the bryghte goddis sevene | 2 |
| Scog 7 Of which errour I deye almost for drede? | 6 |
| Scog 29 Now certes, frend, I dreed of thyn unhap, | 28 |
| Scog 34 But wel I wot, thow wolt answere and saye, | 34 |
| Scog 36 Nay, Scogan, say not so, for I m' excuse -- | 36 |
| Scog 38 Ne thynke I never of slep to wake my muse, | 38 |
| Scog 40 While I was yong, I put hir forth in prees; | 40 |
| Scog 40 While I was yong, I put hir forth in prees; | 40 |
| Scog 45 In th' ende of which strem I am dul as ded, | 44 |
| IN............14 | |
| Scog 1 Tobroken been the statutz hye in hevene | 0 |
| Scog 5 As may in erthe a mortal creature. | 4 |
| Scog 9 That fro the fyfte sercle, in no manere, | 8 |
| Scog 11 But now so wepith Venus in hir spere | 10 |
| Scog 15 Hastow not seyd, in blaspheme of the goddis, | 14 |
| Scog 17 Swich thing as in the lawe of love forbode is, | 16 |
| Scog 22 Thow drowe in skorn Cupide eke to record | 22 |
| Scog 32 That ben so lykly folk in love to spede. | 32 |
| Scog 37 God helpe me so! -- in no rym, dowteles, | 36 |
| Scog 39 That rusteth in my shethe stille in pees. | 38 |
| Scog 39 That rusteth in my shethe stille in pees. | 38 |
| Scog 40 While I was yong, I put hir forth in prees; | 40 |
| Scog 45 In th' ende of which strem I am dul as ded, | 44 |
| Scog 46 Forgete in solytarie wildernesse -- | 46 |
| IS............2 | |
| Scog 13 Allas! Scogan, this is for thyn offence; | 12 |
| Scog 17 Swich thing as in the lawe of love forbode is, | 16 |
| IT............2 | |
| Scog 8 By word eterne whilom was it shape | 8 |
| Scog 48 Mynne thy frend, there it may fructyfye! | 48 |
| KNELEST.......1 | |
| Scog 43 Scogan, that knelest at the stremes hed | 42 |
| KYNDENESSE....1 | |
| Scog 47 Yet, Scogan, thenke on Tullius kyndenesse; | 46 |
| LABOUR........1 | |
| Scog 33 Than shal we for oure labour have no mede; | 32 |
| LADY..........1 | |
| Scog 18 That, for thy lady sawgh nat thy distresse, | 18 |
| LAWE..........1 | |
| Scog 17 Swich thing as in the lawe of love forbode is, | 16 |
| LENGER........1 | |
| Scog 24 For which he wol no lenger be thy lord. | 24 |
| LEST..........1 | |
| Scog 30 Lest for thy gilt the wreche of Love procede | 30 |
| LO............1 | |
| Scog 35 " Lo, olde Grisel lyst to ryme and playe! " | 34 |
| LOKE..........1 | |
| Scog 49 Far-wel, and loke thow never eft Love dyffye. | 48 |
| LORD..........1 | |
| Scog 24 For which he wol no lenger be thy lord. | 24 |
| LOVE..........4 | |
| Scog 17 Swich thing as in the lawe of love forbode is, | 16 |
| Scog 30 Lest for thy gilt the wreche of Love procede | 30 |
| Scog 32 That ben so lykly folk in love to spede. | 32 |
| Scog 49 Far-wel, and loke thow never eft Love dyffye. | 48 |
| LYKLY.........1 | |
| Scog 32 That ben so lykly folk in love to spede. | 32 |
| LYST..........1 | |
| Scog 35 " Lo, olde Grisel lyst to ryme and playe! " | 34 |
| M'............1 | |
| Scog 36 Nay, Scogan, say not so, for I m' excuse -- | 36 |
| MAN...........1 | |
| Scog 42 Take every man hys turn, as for his tyme. | 42 |
| MANERE........1 | |
| Scog 9 That fro the fyfte sercle, in no manere, | 8 |
| MAY...........3 | |
| Scog 5 As may in erthe a mortal creature. | 4 |
| Scog 6 Allas, fro whennes may thys thing procede, | 6 |
| Scog 48 Mynne thy frend, there it may fructyfye! | 48 |
| ME............2 | |
| Scog 27 On the, ne me, ne noon of oure figure; | 26 |
| Scog 37 God helpe me so! -- in no rym, dowteles, | 36 |
| MEDE..........1 | |
| Scog 33 Than shal we for oure labour have no mede; | 32 |
| MEN...........1 | |
| Scog 41 But al shal passe that men prose or ryme; | 40 |
| MICHELMESSE...1 | |
| Scog 19 Therfore thow yave hir up at Michelmesse? | 18 |
| MORTAL........1 | |
| Scog 5 As may in erthe a mortal creature. | 4 |
| MOWE..........1 | |
| Scog 4 Mowe wepe and wayle, and passioun endure, | 4 |
| MUSE..........1 | |
| Scog 38 Ne thynke I never of slep to wake my muse, | 38 |
| MY............2 | |
| Scog 38 Ne thynke I never of slep to wake my muse, | 38 |
| Scog 39 That rusteth in my shethe stille in pees. | 38 |
| MYGHT.........1 | |
| Scog 10 Ne myght a drope of teeres doun escape. | 10 |
| MYNNE.........1 | |
| Scog 48 Mynne thy frend, there it may fructyfye! | 48 |
| NAT...........3 | |
| Scog 18 That, for thy lady sawgh nat thy distresse, | 18 |
| Scog 25 And, Scogan, though his bowe be nat broken, | 24 |
| Scog 26 He wol nat with his arwes been ywroken | 26 |
| NAY...........1 | |
| Scog 36 Nay, Scogan, say not so, for I m' excuse -- | 36 |
| NE............6 | |
| Scog 10 Ne myght a drope of teeres doun escape. | 10 |
| Scog 20 Allas! Scogan, of olde folk ne yonge | 20 |
| Scog 27 On the, ne me, ne noon of oure figure; | 26 |
| Scog 27 On the, ne me, ne noon of oure figure; | 26 |
| Scog 28 We shul of him have neyther hurt ne cure. | 28 |
| Scog 38 Ne thynke I never of slep to wake my muse, | 38 |
| NEVER.........3 | |
| Scog 21 Was never erst Scogan blamed for his tonge. | 20 |
| Scog 38 Ne thynke I never of slep to wake my muse, | 38 |
| Scog 49 Far-wel, and loke thow never eft Love dyffye. | 48 |
| NEYTHER.......1 | |
| Scog 28 We shul of him have neyther hurt ne cure. | 28 |
| NO............4 | |
| Scog 9 That fro the fyfte sercle, in no manere, | 8 |
| Scog 24 For which he wol no lenger be thy lord. | 24 |
| Scog 33 Than shal we for oure labour have no mede; | 32 |
| Scog 37 God helpe me so! -- in no rym, dowteles, | 36 |
| NOON..........1 | |
| Scog 27 On the, ne me, ne noon of oure figure; | 26 |
| NOT...........2 | |
| Scog 15 Hastow not seyd, in blaspheme of the goddis, | 14 |
| Scog 36 Nay, Scogan, say not so, for I m' excuse -- | 36 |
| NOW...........2 | |
| Scog 11 But now so wepith Venus in hir spere | 10 |
| Scog 29 Now certes, frend, I dreed of thyn unhap, | 28 |
| OF............16 | |
| Scog 7 Of which errour I deye almost for drede? | 6 |
| Scog 10 Ne myght a drope of teeres doun escape. | 10 |
| Scog 14 Thow causest this diluge of pestilence. | 14 |
| Scog 15 Hastow not seyd, in blaspheme of the goddis, | 14 |
| Scog 17 Swich thing as in the lawe of love forbode is, | 16 |
| Scog 20 Allas! Scogan, of olde folk ne yonge | 20 |
| Scog 23 Of thilke rebel word that thow hast spoken, | 22 |
| Scog 27 On the, ne me, ne noon of oure figure; | 26 |
| Scog 28 We shul of him have neyther hurt ne cure. | 28 |
| Scog 29 Now certes, frend, I dreed of thyn unhap, | 28 |
| Scog 30 Lest for thy gilt the wreche of Love procede | 30 |
| Scog 31 On alle hem that ben hoor and rounde of shap, | 30 |
| Scog 38 Ne thynke I never of slep to wake my muse, | 38 |
| Scog 44 Of grace, of alle honour and worthynesse, | 44 |
| Scog 44 Of grace, of alle honour and worthynesse, | 44 |
| Scog 45 In th' ende of which strem I am dul as ded, | 44 |