The Problem of Two Prologues to Chaucer's Legend of Good WomenJ. H. Furst, 1905 - 100 pàgines |
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The Problem of Two Prologues to Chaucer's Legend of Good Women John Calvin French Visualització completa - 1905 |
The Problem of Two Prologues to Chaucer's Legend of Good Women John Calvin French Visualització completa - 1905 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 45 - That, of alle the floures in the mede, Than love I most these floures whyte and rede, Swiche as men callen daysies in our toun. To hem have I so greet affeccioun, As I seyde erst, whan comen is the May, That in my bed ther daweth me no day That I nam...
Pàgina 68 - I may finde an ere Of any goodly word that ye han left. And thogh it happen me rehercen eft That ye han in your fresshe songes sayd, For-bereth me, and beth nat evel apayd, Sin that ye see I do hit in the honour Of love, and eek in service of the flour, Whom that I serve as I have wit or might.
Pàgina 17 - The inert in-with my sorwfull brest yow dredeth And loveth so sore that ye ben verrayly The maistresse of my wit, and nothing I. My word, my werk...
Pàgina 67 - To forthren me somwhat in my labour, Whether ye ben with the leef or with the flour.
Pàgina 41 - I may fynde an ere Of any goodly word that ye han left. And thogh it happen me rehercen eft That ye han in your fresshe songes sayd, Forbereth me, and beth not evil apayd5, Syn that ye see I do yt in the honour Of love, and eke in service of the flour, Whom that I serve as I have wit or myght.
Pàgina 47 - To seen this flour, how it wol go to reste, For fere of nyght, so hateth she derknesse.
Pàgina 15 - For myn entent is, or I fro yow fare, The naked text in English to declare Of many a story, or elles of many a geste, As autours seyn ; leveth hem if yow leste...
Pàgina 17 - And loveth so sore, that ye ben verrayly The maistresse of my wit, and nothing I. My word, my werk, is knit so in your bonde, That, as an harpe obeyeth to the honde...
Pàgina 47 - That in my bedde there daweth me no day, That I nam up and walking in the mede, To seen this floure ayenst the Sunne sprede, Whan it up riseth early by the morrow, That blisfull sight softeneth all my sorow...
Pàgina 25 - But in all Israel there was none to be so much praised as Absalom for his beauty : from the sole of his foot even to the crown of his head there was no blemish in him.