The poetical works of Geoffrey Chaucer: Remaunt of the rose. The minor poemsH. Frowde, Oxford University Press, 1906 |
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... 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 lough , Nor never wel in herte ferde But - if she outher saugh or herde Som greet ...
... 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 lough , Nor never wel in herte ferde But - if she outher saugh or herde Som greet ...
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... thought , and greet distresse , That she hadde suffred day and night Made hir ful yelwe , and no - thing bright , Ful fade , pale , and megre also . Was never wight yit half so wo As that hir semed for to be , Nor so fulfilled of ire as ...
... thought , and greet distresse , That she hadde suffred day and night Made hir ful yelwe , and no - thing bright , Ful fade , pale , and megre also . Was never wight yit half so wo As that hir semed for to be , Nor so fulfilled of ire as ...
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... thought , by night ne day , Of no - thing , but it were oonly To graythe hir wel and uncouthly . Whan that this dore hadde opened me This mayden , semely for to see , I thanked hir as I best mighte , And axede hir how that she highte ...
... thought , by night ne day , Of no - thing , but it were oonly To graythe hir wel and uncouthly . Whan that this dore hadde opened me This mayden , semely for to see , I thanked hir as I best mighte , And axede hir how that she highte ...
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... thought , And in samyt , with briddes wrought , And with gold beten fetisly , His body was clad ful richely . Wrought was his robe in straunge gyse , And al to - slitered for queyntyse In many a place , lowe and hye . And shod he was ...
... thought , And in samyt , with briddes wrought , And with gold beten fetisly , His body was clad ful richely . Wrought was his robe in straunge gyse , And al to - slitered for queyntyse In many a place , lowe and hye . And shod he was ...
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... THOUGHT The fifte , the NEWE - THOUGHT , y - wis . These arowes that I speke of here , Were alle fyve of oon manere , And alle were they resemblable . To hem was wel sitting and able The foule croked bowe hidous , That knotty was , and ...
... THOUGHT The fifte , the NEWE - THOUGHT , y - wis . These arowes that I speke of here , Were alle fyve of oon manere , And alle were they resemblable . To hem was wel sitting and able The foule croked bowe hidous , That knotty was , and ...
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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...