The Poetry of Chaucer: A Guide to Its Study and Appreciation

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Houghton Mifflin, 1922 - 306 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 1 - FORGET six counties overhung with smoke, Forget the snorting steam and piston stroke, Forget the spreading of the hideous town; Think rather of the pack-horse on the down, And dream of London, small, and white, and clean, The clear Thames bordered by its gardens green...
Pàgina 128 - For whan thy labour doon al is, And hast y-maad thy rekeninges, In stede of reste and newe thinges, Thou gost hoom to thy hous anoon; And, also domb as any stoon, Thou sittest at another boke, Til fully daswed is thy loke, And livest thus as an hermyte, Although thyn abstinence is lyte.
Pàgina 30 - Stryve noght, as doth the crokke with the wal. Daunte thy-self, that dauntest otheres dede; And trouthe shal delivere, hit is no drede.
Pàgina 147 - And to hem yive I feyth and ful credence, And in myn herte have hem in reverence So hertely, that ther is game noon That fro my bokes maketh me to goon...
Pàgina 198 - And is this song maked in reverence Of Cristes moder?' seyde this innocent; 'Now certes, I wol do my diligence To conne it al, er Cristemasse is went; Though that I for my prymer shal be shent, And shal be beten thrye's in an houre, I wol it conne, our lady for to honoure.
Pàgina 260 - This storie is seyd, nat for that wyves sholde Folwen Grisilde as in humilitee, For it were importable though they wolde; But for that every wight, in his degree, Sholde be constant in adversitee As was Grisilde: therfore Petrark wryteth This storie, which with heigh style he endyteth.
Pàgina 253 - For him was lever have at his beddes heed Twenty bokes, clad in blak or reed, Of Aristotle and his philosophye, Than robes riche, or fithele, or gay sautrye.
Pàgina 190 - My lady Prioresse, by youre leve, So that I wiste I sholde yow nat greve, I wolde demen that ye tellen sholde A tale next, if so were that ye wolde. Now wol ye vouchesauf, my lady deere?" "Gladly," quod she, and seyde as ye shal heere.
Pàgina 197 - Latin was to seye, For he so yong and tendre was of age ; But on a day his felaw gan he...
Pàgina 172 - What is this world? what asketh men to have? Now with his love, now in his colde grave Allone, with-outen any companye.

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