The Poetical Works of Geoffrey ChaucerG. Richards, 1903 |
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... grace , That he was siker in every place , Al thilke day , not blind to been , That fasting mighte that stoon seen . The barres were of gold ful fyne , Upon a tissu of satyne , Ful hevy , greet , and no - thing light , In everich was a ...
... grace , That he was siker in every place , Al thilke day , not blind to been , That fasting mighte that stoon seen . The barres were of gold ful fyne , Upon a tissu of satyne , Ful hevy , greet , and no - thing light , In everich was a ...
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... grace Of riche and povre in every place . A ful gret fool is he , y - wis , That bothe riche and nigard is . A lord may have no maner vice That greveth more than avarice . For nigard never with strengthe of hond May winne him greet ...
... grace Of riche and povre in every place . A ful gret fool is he , y - wis , That bothe riche and nigard is . A lord may have no maner vice That greveth more than avarice . For nigard never with strengthe of hond May winne him greet ...
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... grace ! ) Whan I com first into the place . She was not nyce , ne outrageous , But wys and war , and vertuous , Of faire speche , and faire answere ; Was never wight misseid of here ; She bar no rancour to no wight . Cleer broun she was ...
... grace ! ) Whan I com first into the place . She was not nyce , ne outrageous , But wys and war , and vertuous , Of faire speche , and faire answere ; Was never wight misseid of here ; She bar no rancour to no wight . Cleer broun she was ...
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... grace That it of floures had plente , That both in somer and winter be . Ther sprang the violete al newe , And fresshe pervinke , riche of hewe , And floures yelowe , whyte , and rede ; Swich plentee grew ther never in mede . Ful gay ...
... grace That it of floures had plente , That both in somer and winter be . Ther sprang the violete al newe , And fresshe pervinke , riche of hewe , And floures yelowe , whyte , and rede ; Swich plentee grew ther never in mede . Ful gay ...
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... grace The rowe thornes for to passe , To sene the roses fresshe of hewe , I must abide , though it me rewe , The hegge aboute so thikke was , That closid the roses in compas . But o thing lyked me right wele ; I was so nygh , I mighte ...
... grace The rowe thornes for to passe , To sene the roses fresshe of hewe , I must abide , though it me rewe , The hegge aboute so thikke was , That closid the roses in compas . But o thing lyked me right wele ; I was so nygh , I mighte ...
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ageyn Allas alwey anoon Arcite Beautee Bialacoil But-if certes certeyn chere chese compleynt comune coude daunce Daunger dede deeth delyt dere deth dide doon doth doun drede dryve entremete eyen fair fals fele feyne foules freend ful wel goon goth greet grene gret grete hath hede herde honde hoolly joye kepe lady leve litel loke lyve maketh maner mercy moche myn herte never no-thing nolde noon nought ofte peyne pite plesaunce pleyne quene quod rede richesse seide servyse seyde seye seyn Seynt shal shulde Sith slepe socour sone sore sorowe sorwe sothe speke swete swich thanne thee ther therfor therto thilke thing thoght thou shalt thought thurgh thyn trewe trouthe trowe tyme unto whan wher who-so whyl whyle whyt wight withouten wolde wolt wyde wyse y-wis yeve
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Page 297 - But-if he can, by som collusioun, Don his neighbour wrong or oppressioun. What causeth this, but wilful wrecchednesse, That al is lost, for lak of stedfastnesse...
Page 297 - Son tyme this world was so stedfast and stable, That mannes word was obligacioun, And now hit is so fals and deceivable, That word and deed, as in conclusioun, Ben no-thing lyk, for turned up so doun Is al this world for mede and wilfulnesse, That al is lost for lak of stedfastnesse.
Page 292 - So greet beaute, that no man may atteyne To mercy, though he sterve for the peyne. So hath your beaute fro your herte chaced Pitee, that me ne availeth not to pleyne ; For Daunger kait your mercy in his cheyne.
Page 248 - For out of olde feldes, as men seith, Cometh al this newe corn fro yeer to yere ; And out of olde bokes, in good feith, Cometh al this newe science that men lere.
Page 306 - For whiche un-to your mercy thus I crye : Beth hevy ageyn, or elles mot I dye ! Now voucheth sauf this day, or...
Page 300 - But al shal passe that men prose or ryme ; Take every man his turn, as for his tyme. Envoy. Scogan, that knelest at the stremes heed Of grace, of alle honour and worthinesse, In thende of which streme...
Page 293 - Thogh ye to me ne do no daliaunce. Nas never pyk walwed in galauntyne As I in love am walwed and y-wounde; For which full ofte I of my-self divyne That I am trewe Tristam the secounde.
Page 248 - The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne, Th'assay so hard, so sharp the conquerynge, The dredful joye, alwey that slit so yerne: Al this mene I by Love, that my...
Page 294 - Werk wel thy-self, that other folk canst rede; And trouthe shal delivere, hit is no drede. Tempest thee noght al croked to redresse, In trust of hir that turneth as a bal : Gret reste stant...
Page 292 - Sin I fro Love escaped am so fat, I never thenk to ben in his prison lene; Sin I am free, I counte him not a bene. He may answere, and seye this or that; 30 I do no fors, I speke right as I mene.