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Odd Texts of Chaucer's Minor Poems (Classic Reprint)
Frederick J. Furnivall
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ADDIT Allas beaute BLAUNCHE BODLEY bounte Chaucer's corr dede DETHE drede Eneas euery fals ffor flour Forto fowle fynde grace grene grete hast hath haue herd hert hire honour HOUSE OF FAME Iasone knowe kynde kyng lady leaf LEGEND lines lorde loue maner myght myn herte nature neuer noon olde oper PARLAMENT OF FOULES PEPYS peyne pite quene quod quoth rede rest sche seide seyde seyn shal shuld slepe sone sonne sore sorwe speke swete Texts Thanne ther thing thou thought thow thyn thynge toke trewe trouthe tyme vnto vpon wele whan whanne wheche wolde wole WOMEN wyse wyth žat žer
Page 33 - And somme songen clere Layes of love, that joye it was to here, 140 In worship and in preysinge of hir make; And for the newe blisful somers sake, Upon the braunches ful of blosmes softe, In hire delyt they turned hem ful ofte, And songen, "Blessed be Seynt Valentyn, For on this day I chees yow to be myn, 146 Withouten repentyng, myn herte swete!
Page 108 - I leve as wel, so God me spede, Hem that write of this matere, As though I knew her places here; And eke they shynen here so bryghte, 1015 Hyt shulde shenden al my syghte, To loke on hem.
Page 27 - And evere shal, til that myn herte dye. Al swere I nat, of this I wol nat lye; Ther loved no wight hotter in his lyve.
Page 31 - ... of hewe 104 *Constreyned me / with so gledy desire *That in myn herte / I feele yet the fire *That made me to ryse / er yt wer day 89 § And was now / the firste morwe of May 108 *With...
Page 227 - He farde thus evil! there he sete, I went and stood right at his fete, And grette him, but he spake nought, But argued with his owne thought, And in his wit disputed fast, Why, and how his life might last, Him thought his sorrowes were so smart, And lay so cold upon his herte.
Page 29 - And am ful glad yf I may fynde an ere Of any goodly word that ye han left.
Page 52 - 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 213 - For this conclusionrc [mlfinuht] 6. (AD 1369) FEOM BODLEY MS. 638. [In Note 1, p. 34, of my Trial- Forewords, I said, — relying on the examination of the two MSS. by a Chaucer-friend— that this Bodley 638 was copied from the Fairfax 16. Further comparison of the two MSS. has led me to doubt this as regards Chaucer's Blaunche. Compare these differences : — F. to fore, 190; swete hert, 206 ; Ful, 324; fille, 374; B.