 | John Dryden - 1808 - 496 pàgines
...venimous, I wot it wel : I hem deffie ; I love hem never a del. But let us speke of mirthe, and stinte all 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 red about your eyen, It maketh... | |
 | John Dryden, Walter Scott - 1808 - 490 pàgines
...venimous, I wot it wel : I hem deffie ; I love hem never a del. But let us speke of mirthe, and stinte all 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 red about your eyen, It maketh... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1810 - 766 pàgines
...venimous, I wot it wel : 1 hem deffie, I love hem never a del. " But let us speke of mirthe, and stinte all 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 red about your eyen, It maketh... | |
 | John Dryden, Walter Scott - 1821 - 496 pàgines
...venimous, I wot it wel : I hem deffie ; I love hem never a del. JJut let us speke of mirthe, and stinte all 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 red about your eyen, It maketh... | |
 | British poets - 1822 - 452 pàgines
...venimous, I wot it wel : I hem deffie, I love hem never a del. But let us speke of mirthe, and stinte all 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 red about your eyen, It maketh... | |
 | Geoffrey Chaucer, Thomas Tyrwhitt - 1822 - 308 pàgines
...venimous, I wot it wel : I hem deffie, I love hem never a del. But let us speke of mirthe, and stinte all this ; Madame Pertelote, so have I blis, Of o thing God hath sent me large grace : 1s1ss For whan I see the beautee of your face, Ye ben so scarlet red about your eyen,... | |
 | Geoffrey Chaucer - 1847 - 330 pàgines
...venemous, I wot it wel : I hem deffie,' I love hem never a del. But let us speke of mirthe and stinte all 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 red about your eyen, It maketh... | |
 | Percy Society - 1851 - 340 pàgines
...say forthermore, That I ne telle of laxatifs no store, iee« For thay ben venemous, I wot it wel ; I hem defye, I love hem never a del. Now let us speke of mirthe, and lete al this ; Madame Pertilot, so have I blis, 16627 — Lo Mr Andromachia. Andromache's dream is... | |
 | Geoffrey Chaucer - 1851 - 346 pàgines
...say forthermore, That I ne telle of laxatifs no store, i«640 For thay ben venemous, I wot it wel ; I hem defye, I love hem never a del. Now let us speke of mirthe, and lete al this ; Madame Pertilot, so have I blis, 16627 — Lo hir Andromachia. Andromache's dream is... | |
 | Geoffrey Chaucer - 1851 - 604 pàgines
...veniraous, I wot it wel : I hem deffie, I love hem never a del. But let UN speke of mirthe, and stinte all O; 3 L {qF S 7 v] [!* e ON B< ; @k O ?:Ջ| large grace : For whan I see the beautee of your face, Ye ben BO scarlet red about your eyen, It nuiki... | |
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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... 
