Chaucer in his General Prologue to The Canterbury Tales:
726 That ye n' arette it nat my vileynye,
727 Thogh that I pleynly speke in this mateere,
728 To telle yow hir wordes and hir cheere,
729 Ne thogh I speke hir wordes proprely.
730 For this ye knowen al so wel as I:
731 Whoso shal telle a tale after a man,
732 He moot reherce as ny as evere he kan
733 Everich a word, if it be in his charge,
734 Al speke he never so rudeliche and large,
735 Or ellis he moot telle his tale untrewe,
736 Or feyne thyng, or fynde wordes newe.
737 He may nat spare, althogh he were his brother;
738 He moot as wel seye o word as another.
739 Crist spak hymself ful brode in hooly writ,
740 And wel ye woot no vileynye is it.