The poetical works of Geoffrey Chaucer: Remaunt of the rose. The minor poemsH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1906 |
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... noon of hir blood , That she nis ful hir enemy ; She nolde , I dar seyn hardely , Hir owne fader ferde wel . And sore abyeth she everydel Hir malice , and hir maltalent : For she is in so greet turment And hath such wo , whan folk doth ...
... noon of hir blood , That she nis ful hir enemy ; She nolde , I dar seyn hardely , Hir owne fader ferde wel . And sore abyeth she everydel Hir malice , and hir maltalent : For she is in so greet turment And hath such wo , whan folk doth ...
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... noon unto hir take ; So depe was hir wo bigonnen , And eek hir herte in angre ronnen , A sorowful thing wel semed she . Nor she hadde no - thing slowe be For to forcracchen al hir face , And for to rende in many place Hir clothes , and ...
... noon unto hir take ; So depe was hir wo bigonnen , And eek hir herte in angre ronnen , A sorowful thing wel semed she . Nor she hadde no - thing slowe be For to forcracchen al hir face , And for to rende in many place Hir clothes , and ...
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... noon , Ne sinne , although hir lyf were gon . Al woxen was hir body unwelde , And drye , and dwyned al for elde . A foul forwelked thing was she That whylom round and softe had be . Hir eres shoken fast withalle , As from her heed they ...
... noon , Ne sinne , although hir lyf were gon . Al woxen was hir body unwelde , And drye , and dwyned al for elde . A foul forwelked thing was she That whylom round and softe had be . Hir eres shoken fast withalle , As from her heed they ...
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... noon But way Into that gardin for to goon . Ne nought wiste I if that ther were Eyther hole or place o - where , By which I mighte have entree ; Ne ther was noon to teche me ; For I was al aloon , y - wis , Ful wo and anguissous of this ...
... noon But way Into that gardin for to goon . Ne nought wiste I if that ther were Eyther hole or place o - where , By which I mighte have entree ; Ne ther was noon to teche me ; For I was al aloon , y - wis , Ful wo and anguissous of this ...
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... noon . THE DOOR Upon this dore I gan to smyte , That was so fetys and so lyte ; For other wey coude I not seke . Ful long I shoof , and knokked eke , And stood ful long and oft herkning If that I herde a wight coming ; Til that the dore ...
... noon . THE DOOR Upon this dore I gan to smyte , That was so fetys and so lyte ; For other wey coude I not seke . Ful long I shoof , and knokked eke , And stood ful long and oft herkning If that I herde a wight coming ; Til that the dore ...
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ageyn Allas alwey anoon Arcite arowe beautè Bialacoil botoun But-if certes chere chese comun coude daunce Daunger dede delyt dere desyre deth dide doon doth doun drede drow dryve entremete erthe fair fals fele freend fresshe ful wel gete goon goth grace greet grene gret grete hath hede honde joye kepe lady leve litel lyked maketh maner mede mercy moche myn herte nere never no-thing noon nought ofte peyne pitee plesaunce pleyne quene rede Resoun richesse roser seide servyse seyde seye seyn shal shewe shul shulde shyne simplesse Sith slepe socour sone sore sorowe sorwe sothe speke swete swich thanne thee ther therfore therto thilke thing thogh Thou shalt thought thurgh trewe trouthe trowe tyme unto whan wher who-so whyl whyle wight withouten wolde wolt wyde wyse y-wis yeve
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Page 248 - 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.
Page 253 - Trouthe is put doun, resoun is holden fable ; Vertu hath now no dominacioun, Pitee exyled, no man is merciable. Through covetyse is blent discrecioun ; The world hath mad a permutacioun Fro right to wrong, fro trouthe to fikelnesse, That al is lost, for lak of stedfastnesse.
Page 247 - ... your word wol helen hastily My hertes wounde, whyl that hit is grene, Your yen two wol slee me sodenly, I may the beaute of hem not sustene. Upon my trouthe I sey yow feithfully, That ye ben of my lyf and deeth the quene ; For with my deeth the trouthe shal be sene. Your...
Page 204 - So sore y-wis, that whan I on him thinke, Nat wot I wel wher that I wake or winke.
Page 253 - 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 249 - That at a revel whan that I see you daunce, It is an oynement unto my wounde, Thogh ye to me ne do no daliaunce. For...
Page 249 - Thogh ye to me ne do no daliaunce." Nas never pyk walwed in galauntyne As I in love am walwed and ywounde, For which ful ofte I of myself devyne That I am trewe Tristam the secounde.
Page 248 - So greet beaute, that no man may atteyne To mercy, though he sterve for the peyne. So hath your beaut'e fro your herte chaced Pitee, that me ne availeth not to pleyne ; 25 For Daunger halt your mercy in his cheyne.
Page 204 - 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 223 - Now welcom somer, with thy sonne softe, That hast this wintres weders over-shake, And driven awey the longe nightes blake...