The Poetical Works of Geoffrey Chaucer: The Canterbury tales

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W. Pickering, 1845
 

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Pàgina 1 - And bathed every veyne in swich licour. Of which vertu engendred is the flour; Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne Hath in the Ram his halfe cours y-ronne, And smale fowles maken melodye, That slepen al the night with open ye, (So priketh hem nature in hir corages), Than longen folk to goon on pilgrimages...
Pàgina 8 - For if he yaf, he dorste make avaunt, He wiste that a man was repentaunt. For many a man so hard is of his herte, He may nat wepe al-thogh him sore smerte. 230 Therfore, in stede of weping and preyeres, Men moot yeve silver to the povre freres.
Pàgina 18 - In honour detteles, but if he were wood, Or live as scarsly, as him list desire; And able for to helpen all a shire In any cas that mighte fallen or happe; And yet this manciple sette hir aller cappe.
Pàgina 2 - In felawshipe, and pilgrims were they alle, That toward Caunterbury wolden ryde; The chambres and the stables weren wyde, And wel we weren esed atte beste.
Pàgina 10 - But al be that he was a philosophre, Yet hadde he but litel gold in cofre...
Pàgina 31 - Til it fil ones, in a morwe of May, That Emelye, that fairer was to sene Than is the lilie...
Pàgina 3 - With lokkes crulle, as they were leyd in presse. Of twenty yeer of age he was, I gesse. Of his stature he was of evene lengthe, And wonderly deliver, and greet of strengthe.
Pàgina 13 - Burdeux ward, while that the chapman slepe. Of nice conscience toke he no kepe. If that he faught, and hadde the higher hand, By water he sent hem home to every land.
Pàgina 18 - The REVE was a slendre colerike man, His berd was shave as neighe as ever he can. His here was by his eres round yshorne. His top was docked like a preest beforne. Ful longe were his legges, and ful lene, Ylike a staff, ther was no calf ysene.
Pàgina 19 - He was a wel good wrighte, a carpenter. This reve sat up-on a ful good stot, That was al pomely grey, and highte Scot.

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