The Student's Chaucer: Being a Complete Edition of His Works

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Clarendon Press, 1895 - 881 pàgines

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Pàgina 421 - The reule of seint Maure or of seint Beneit, By-cause that it was old and som-del streit, This ilke monk leet olde thinges pace, And held after the newe world the space. He yaf nat of that text a pulled hen, That seith, that hunters been nat holy men...
Pàgina 421 - A love-knotte in the gretter ende ther was. His heed was balled, that shoon as any glas, And eek his face, as he had been anoint. He was a lord ful fat and in good point...
Pàgina 420 - In Flaundres, in Artoys, and Picardye, And born him wel, as of so litel space, In hope to stonden in his lady grace.
Pàgina 423 - For his science, and for his heigh renoun Of fees and robes hadde he many oon. So greet a purchasour was no-wher noon. (320) Al was fee simple to him in effect, His purchasing mighte nat been infect. 320 No-wher so bisy a man as he ther nas, And yet he semed bisier than he was.
Pàgina 419 - Of Engelond, to Caunterbury they wende, The holy blisful martir for to seke, That hem hath holpen, whan that they were seke.
Pàgina 549 - The Friday for to chyde, as diden ye? 531 (For on a Friday soothly slayn was he.) Than wolde I shewe yow how that I coude pleyne For Chauntecleres drede, and for his peyne. Certes, swich cry ne lamentacioun 535 Was never of ladies maad, whan Ilioun Was wonne, and Pirrus with his streite...
Pàgina 573 - I coude noght withdrawe My chambre of Venus from a good felawe. Yet have I Martes mark up-on my face, And also in another privee place.
Pàgina 425 - That first he wroghte, and afterward he taughte ; Out of the gospel he tho wordes caughte; And this figure he added eek ther-to, That if gold ruste, what shal iren do? For if a preest be foul, on whom we truste, No wonder is a lewed man to ruste ; And shame it is, if a preest take keep, A shiten shepherde and a clene sheep.
Pàgina 547 - I hem defye, I love hem never a del. Now let us speke of mirthe, and stinte al this ; Madame Pertelote, so have I blis, Of o thing god hath sent me large grace ; For whan I see the beautee of your face, Ye ben so scarlet-reed about your yen, It maketh al my drede for to dyen ; For, also siker as In principio, Mulier est hominis confusio ; Madame, the sentence of this Latin is— Womman is mannes joye and al his blis.
Pàgina 717 - Wherfore I biseke yow mekely, for the mercy of God, that ye preye for me that Crist have mercy on me and foryeve me my giltes; / and namely of my translacions and...

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