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Page x - Confessio Amantis," printed from Berthelette's edition, was included, with other works, in the second of the twenty-one volumes of Chalmers's English Poets. Next came in 1857, and last of all, three handsome volumes of large print, the "Confessio Amantis of John Gower, edited and collated with the best Manuscripts by Dr. Reinhold Pauli.
Page 33 - It dulleth ofte a mannes wit To hem that shall it al day rede, For thilke cause, if that ye rede, I wolde go the middel wey And write a boke betwene the twey, Somwhat of lust, somwhat of lore, That of the lasse or of the more Som man may like of that I write.
Page 427 - Was never sene ; thus be they glade That sory hadden be to-forne. Fro this day forth Fortune hath sworne To set him upward on the whele ; So goth the world ; now wo, now wele. "This king hath founde newe grace, So that out of his derke place He goth him up into the light. And with him cam that swete wight His doughterThaise, and forth anone They bothe into the caban gone Not, know not.
Page 425 - The fairest and the floure of alle, Whose name Thaisis men calle. The king of Tire Appollinus Her fader was, now lieth she thus. Fourtene yere she was of age, Whan deth her toke to his viage. Thus was this false treson hid, Which afterward was wide kid, As by the tale a man shall here. But to declare my matere To Tire I thenke torne ayein And telle, as the croniques sain.
Page 425 - This fend, which hath this understonde, Was glad and weneth it be soth. Now herke, hereafter how she doth. She wepeth, she sorweth, she compleigneth...
Page 303 - Al for to make her hertes flitte. His eye no where woll abide But loke and pry on every side On her and her, as him best liketh : And other while among he siketh ; Thenketh one of hem "That was for me!
Page 90 - But none of hem it mighte here Upon his word to give answere. But nearly all agree, I believe, in construing the strange words into a cry of alarm or warning to Lucifer, that his realm is invaded by some unusual apparition. Of all the interpretations given, the most amusing is that...
Page 73 - And preide, as he was torned fro, He wolde him torne ayeinward tho; 'For now,' sche seith, 'we ben bothe on'.
Page xv - His prayer is that there may be no word of untruth, and that 'each word may answer to the thing it speaks of, pleasantly and fitly ; that he may flatter in it no one, and seek in it no praise above the praise of God. Give me,' he asks, ' that there shall be less vice and more virtue for my speaking.