The Summoner!

For saucefleem he was with eyen narwe.

As hoot he was and lecherous as a sparwe,

With scaled browes blake and piled berd;

Of his visage children were aferd.

Ther nas quicksilver, litarge, ne brimstoon,

Boras, ceruce, ne oille of tartre noon,

Ne ointment that wolde clense and bite, 

That him mighte helpen of his whelkes white (625-632)

Gif Courtesy of: The Fox and The Hound