The Poetical Works of Geoffrey ChaucerG. Richards, 1903 |
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... slepe a - nightes Ful many thinges covertly , That fallen after al openly . THE DREAM Within my twenty yere of age , Whan that Love taketh his corage Of yonge folk , I wente sone To bedde , as I was wont to done , And fast I sleep ; and ...
... slepe a - nightes Ful many thinges covertly , That fallen after al openly . THE DREAM Within my twenty yere of age , Whan that Love taketh his corage Of yonge folk , I wente sone To bedde , as I was wont to done , And fast I sleep ; and ...
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... slepe , So ful of peyne shalt thou crepe , Sterte in thy bedde aboute ful wyde , And turne ful ofte on every syde ; Now downward groffe , and now upright , And walowe in wo the longe night ; Thyne armis shalt thou sprede abrede , As man ...
... slepe , So ful of peyne shalt thou crepe , Sterte in thy bedde aboute ful wyde , And turne ful ofte on every syde ; Now downward groffe , and now upright , And walowe in wo the longe night ; Thyne armis shalt thou sprede abrede , As man ...
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... slepe ne reste in ese . I wolde it dawed , and were now day , And that the night were went away ; For were it day , I wolde upryse . A ! slowe sonne , shew thyn enpryse ! Speed thee to sprede thy bemis bright , And chace the derknesse ...
... slepe ne reste in ese . I wolde it dawed , and were now day , And that the night were went away ; For were it day , I wolde upryse . A ! slowe sonne , shew thyn enpryse ! Speed thee to sprede thy bemis bright , And chace the derknesse ...
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... slepe be ; I mene , alle save thy lady free . Whom waking if thou mayst aspye , Go put thy - silf in jupartye , To aske grace , and thee bimene , That she may wite , withouten wene , That thou anight no rest hast had , So sore for hir ...
... slepe be ; I mene , alle save thy lady free . Whom waking if thou mayst aspye , Go put thy - silf in jupartye , To aske grace , and thee bimene , That she may wite , withouten wene , That thou anight no rest hast had , So sore for hir ...
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... slepe or wake . In such annoy continuely , As helpe me god , this merveile I , How man , but he were maad of stele , Might live a month , such peynes to fele . ' The God of Love than seide me , ' Freend 74 THE POETICAL WORKS.
... slepe or wake . In such annoy continuely , As helpe me god , this merveile I , How man , but he were maad of stele , Might live a month , such peynes to fele . ' The God of Love than seide me , ' Freend 74 THE POETICAL WORKS.
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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.