Second Middle English Primer: Extracts from Chaucer |
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acord agayn allas alwey anọn bēn broghte bỹ Canterbury Tales Chaucer chese courtepy dęd Dęęth diphthong dōn doon dōth ęch ęęk everich felawe foules fresshe frọ fynde fyrst gesse gōld gọn gręęt grēne gręt hath hęęd heere herde herte heven hire hise hond kynde leves lord lyve māke maner męte MIDDLE ENGLISH mỹ myghte mỹn Nātūre noght nyght oghte oother ōther pęs peyne pitee pleyn plur pret pronunciation quod rede redy ręęd ryght seint seyde seye seyn shal shē sholde shul shyne siida sing sọ soght sorwe sōth spak spęke strong verbs sunne swēte swich syllable tāke thanne ther thise thọ thogh thou thow thrē thurgh thỹ thyng trēwe trōuthe trōwe twēye tyme unaccented untō verbs vowels wedres weel wēl wel koude weye whan withouten wolde words zaadze
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Page 88 - Burdeuxward, whil that the chapman sleep. Of nyce conscience took he no keep; If that he faught, and hadde the hyer hond, By water he sente hem hoom to every lond.
Page 76 - Somtyme with the lord of Palatye Agayn another hethen in Turkye, And everemoore he hadde a sovereyn prys. And though that he were worthy, he was wys, And of his port as meeke as is a mayde; He nevere yet no vileynye ne sayde In al his lyf unto no maner wight; He was a verray parfit gentil knyght.
Page 85 - But al be that he was a philosophre, Yet hadde he but litel gold in cofre...
Page 82 - 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, althogh hym soore smerte. 230 Therfore in stede of wepynge and preyeres Men moote yeve silver to the povre freres.
Page 74 - A knyght ther was, and that a worthy man, That fro the tyme that he first bigan To riden out, he loved chivalrie, Trouthe and honour, fredom and curteisie.
Page 100 - But yet to me she wol nat do that grace, For which ful pale and welked is my face.
Page 90 - As brood as is a bokeler or a targe; A foot-mantel aboute hir hipes large, And on hir feet a paire of spores sharpe. In felaweshipe wel koude she laughe and carpe. Of remedies of love she knew per chaunce, For she koude of that art the olde...
Page 94 - That was al pomely grey, and highte Scot. A long surcote of pers upon he hade, And by his syde he bar a rusty blade. Of Northfolk was this reve, of which I telle, Biside a toun men clepen Baldeswelle. 620 Tukked he was, as is a frere, aboute, And evere he rood the hyndreste of oure route.
Page 81 - 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...
Page 80 - For, hardily, she was nat undergrowe. Ful fetys was hir cloke, as I was war. Of smal coral aboute hire arm she bar A peire of bedes, gauded al with grene, And theron heng a brooch of gold ful sheene, On which ther was first write a crowned A, And after Amor vincit omnia.