The Complete Works of Geoffrey Chaucer: The Canterbury tales: textClarendon Press, 1894 |
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... seyde , was our lady veyl : He seyde , he hadde a gobet of the seyl That seynt Peter hadde , whan that he wente Up - on the see , til Iesu Crist him hente . He hadde a croys of latoun , ful of stones , And in a glas he hadde pigges ...
... seyde , was our lady veyl : He seyde , he hadde a gobet of the seyl That seynt Peter hadde , whan that he wente Up - on the see , til Iesu Crist him hente . He hadde a croys of latoun , ful of stones , And in a glas he hadde pigges ...
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... seyde thus : ' Now , lordinges , trewely , Ye been to me right welcome hertely : For by my trouthe , if that I shal nat lye , I ne saugh this yeer so mery a companye At ones in this herberwe as is now . Fayn wolde I doon yow mirthe ...
... seyde thus : ' Now , lordinges , trewely , Ye been to me right welcome hertely : For by my trouthe , if that I shal nat lye , I ne saugh this yeer so mery a companye At ones in this herberwe as is now . Fayn wolde I doon yow mirthe ...
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... seyde ; ' Lordinges , herkneth , if yow leste . Ye woot your forward , and I it yow recorde . If even - song and ... seyde : ' Sin I shal biginne the game , What , welcome be the cut , a Goddes name ! Now lat us ryde , and herkneth what ...
... seyde ; ' Lordinges , herkneth , if yow leste . Ye woot your forward , and I it yow recorde . If even - song and ... seyde : ' Sin I shal biginne the game , What , welcome be the cut , a Goddes name ! Now lat us ryde , and herkneth what ...
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... seyde , ' alas ! And so bifel , by aventure or cas , That thurgh a window , thikke of many a barre Of yren greet , and square as any sparre , He caste his eye upon Emelya , And ther - with - al he bleynte , and cryde ' a ! ' As though ...
... seyde , ' alas ! And so bifel , by aventure or cas , That thurgh a window , thikke of many a barre Of yren greet , and square as any sparre , He caste his eye upon Emelya , And ther - with - al he bleynte , and cryde ' a ! ' As though ...
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... seyde : Venus , if it be thy wil Yow in this gardin thus to transfigure 1105 Bifore me , sorweful wrecche creature , Out of this prisoun help that we may scapen . And if so be my destinee be shapen By eterne word to dyen in prisoun , Of ...
... seyde : Venus , if it be thy wil Yow in this gardin thus to transfigure 1105 Bifore me , sorweful wrecche creature , Out of this prisoun help that we may scapen . And if so be my destinee be shapen By eterne word to dyen in prisoun , Of ...
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Page 1 - The droghte of Marche hath perced to the rote, And bathed every veyne in swich licour, Of which vertu engendred is the flour; Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes...
Page 3 - With lokkes crulle, as they were leyd in presse. Of twenty yeer of age he was, I gesse. Of his stature he was of evene lengthe, And wonderly deliver, and greet of strengthe. And he had been somtyme in chivachye, In Flaundres, in Artoys, and Picardye, And born him wel, as of so litel space, In hope to stonden in his lady grace.
Page 2 - In felawshipe, and pilgrims were they alle, That toward Caunterbury wolden ryde; The chambres and the stables weren wyde, And wel we weren esed atte beste.
Page 3 - And evermore he hadde a sovereyn prys. And though that he were worthy, he was wys, And of his port as meke as is a mayde. He never yet no vileinye ne sayde 70 In al his lyf, un-to no maner wight. He was a verray parfit gentil knight.
Page 10 - He pleyn by rote. He rood but hoomly in a medlee cote Girt with a ceint of silk, with barres smale; Of his array telle I no lenger tale.
Page 281 - And with that word he fley doun fro the beem, For it was day, and eek his hennes alle; And with a chuk he gan hem for to calle, For he had founde a corn, lay in the yerd.
Page 22 - In Southwerk, at this gentil hostelrye, That highte the Tabard, faste by the Belle. But now is tyme to yow for to telle How that we baren us that ilke night, Whan we were in that hostelrye alight. And after wol I telle of our viage, And al the remenaunt of our pilgrimage.
Page 17 - Ther nas no dore that he nolde heve of harre, Or breke it, at a renning, with his heed. His berd as any sowe or fox was reed, And ther-to brood, as though it were a spade. Up-on the cop...
Page 22 - Or ellis he moot telle his tale untrewe, Or feyne thyng, or fynde wordes newe. He may nat spare, althogh he were his brother; He moot as wel seye o word as another. Crist spak...
Page 9 - For him was lever have at his beddes heed Twenty bokes, clad in blak or reed, Of Aristotle and his philosophye, Than robes riche, or fithele, or gay sautrye.