The Poetical Works of Geoffrey ChaucerG. Richards, 1903 |
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... wonder glad was I to see That lusty place , and that riveer ; And with that water that ran so cleer My face I wissh . Tho saugh I wel The botme paved everydel With gravel , ful of stones shene . The medewe softe , swote , and grene ...
... wonder glad was I to see That lusty place , and that riveer ; And with that water that ran so cleer My face I wissh . Tho saugh I wel The botme paved everydel With gravel , ful of stones shene . The medewe softe , swote , and grene ...
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... wonder longe Out of that purs er ther come ought , For that ne cometh not in hir thought ; It was not , certein , hir entente That fro that purs a peny wente . ENVYE And by that image , nygh y - nough , Was peynt ENVYE , that never ...
... wonder longe Out of that purs er ther come ought , For that ne cometh not in hir thought ; It was not , certein , hir entente That fro that purs a peny wente . ENVYE And by that image , nygh y - nough , Was peynt ENVYE , that never ...
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... wonder lyk to be Song of mermaydens of the see ; That , for her singing is so clere , Though we mermaydens clepe hem here In English , as in our usaunce , Men clepen hem sereyns in Fraunce . Ententif weren for to singe These briddes ...
... wonder lyk to be Song of mermaydens of the see ; That , for her singing is so clere , Though we mermaydens clepe hem here In English , as in our usaunce , Men clepen hem sereyns in Fraunce . Ententif weren for to singe These briddes ...
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... the blisful , the lighte ; Wel coude she singe and lustily , Non half so wel and semely , And make in song swich refreininge , It sat hir wonder wel to singe . Hir vois ful cleer was and ful swete . She 22 THE POETICAL WORKS.
... the blisful , the lighte ; Wel coude she singe and lustily , Non half so wel and semely , And make in song swich refreininge , It sat hir wonder wel to singe . Hir vois ful cleer was and ful swete . She 22 THE POETICAL WORKS.
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... wonder faste I gan biholde ; til atte laste A lady gan me for to espye , And she was cleped CURTESYE , The worshipful , the debonaire ; I pray god ever falle hir faire ! Ful curteisly she called me , ' What do ye there , beau sire ...
... wonder faste I gan biholde ; til atte laste A lady gan me for to espye , And she was cleped CURTESYE , The worshipful , the debonaire ; I pray god ever falle hir faire ! Ful curteisly she called me , ' What do ye there , beau sire ...
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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.