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... doon yow myrthė , wiste I how . And of a myrthe I am right now bythoght , To doon yow ese , and it shal coste noght . ' Ye goon to Canterbury - God yow 769 speede , The blisful martir quite yow youre meede ! And , wel I woot , as ye ...
... doon yow myrthė , wiste I how . And of a myrthe I am right now bythoght , To doon yow ese , and it shal coste noght . ' Ye goon to Canterbury - God yow 769 speede , The blisful martir quite yow youre meede ! And , wel I woot , as ye ...
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... doon obsequies as was tho the gyse . But it were al to longe for to devyse The greté clamour and the waymentynge That the ladyes made at the brennynge Óf the bodies , and the grete honour That Theseus , the noble conquerour , Dooth to ...
... doon obsequies as was tho the gyse . But it were al to longe for to devyse The greté clamour and the waymentynge That the ladyes made at the brennynge Óf the bodies , and the grete honour That Theseus , the noble conquerour , Dooth to ...
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... doon his ryte and sacrifise , He estward hath , upon the gate above , In worshipe of Venús , goddesse of love , Doon make an auter and an oratórie ; And westward , in the mynde and in memórie Of Mars , he maked hath right swich another ...
... doon his ryte and sacrifise , He estward hath , upon the gate above , In worshipe of Venús , goddesse of love , Doon make an auter and an oratórie ; And westward , in the mynde and in memórie Of Mars , he maked hath right swich another ...
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... doon sacrifice and firès beete ; And if ye wol nat so , my lady sweete , Thanne preye I thee , tomorwe with a spere That Arcita me thurgh the herte bere ; Thanne rekke I noght , whan I have lost my lyf , Though that Arcita wynne hire to ...
... doon sacrifice and firès beete ; And if ye wol nat so , my lady sweete , Thanne preye I thee , tomorwe with a spere That Arcita me thurgh the herte bere ; Thanne rekke I noght , whan I have lost my lyf , Though that Arcita wynne hire to ...
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... doon thise wete brondes in hir brennynge ; And at the brondes ende out - ran anon As it were blody dropės , many oon ; 2340 For which so soore agast was Emelye That she was wel ny mad , and gan to crye , For she ne wistė what it ...
... doon thise wete brondes in hir brennynge ; And at the brondes ende out - ran anon As it were blody dropės , many oon ; 2340 For which so soore agast was Emelye That she was wel ny mad , and gan to crye , For she ne wistė what it ...
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Page 1 - Whan that Aprille with his shoures soote The droghte of Marche hath perced to the roote, And bathed every veyne in swich licour. Of which vertu engendred is the flour...
Page 7 - That to the offrynge bifore hire sholde goon; And if ther dide, certeyn so wrooth was she, That she was out of alle charitee. Hir coverchiefs ful fyne weren of ground; I dorste swere they weyeden ten pound That on a Sonday weren upon hir heed.
Page 140 - But ye that holden this tale a folye, As of a fox, or of a cok and hen, Taketh the moralite, goode men.
Page 151 - This olde man gan loke in his visage, And seyde thus, "for I ne can nat finde A man, though that I walked in-to Inde, Neither in citee nor in no village, That wolde chaunge his youthe for myn age; And therfore moot I han myn age stille, As longe time as it is goddes wille.
Page 5 - A CLERK ther was of Oxenford also 285 That unto logyk hadde longe ygo. As leene was his hors as is a rake, And he nas nat right fat, I undertake, But looked holwe, and therto sobrely.
Page 25 - But this is yet the beste game of alle, That she, for whom they han this jolitee, Kan hem ther-fore as muche thank as me. She woot namoore of al this hoote fare, By God, than woot a cokkow or an hare.
Page 119 - Tragedie is to seyn, a certeyn storie, As olde bookes maken us memorie, Of hym that stood in greet prosperitee And is yfallen out of heigh degree Into myserie, and endeth wrecchedly, And they ben versified communely Of six feet, which men clepen exametron.
Page 3 - After the scole of Stratford atte Bowe, For Frensh of Paris was to hir unknowe. At mete wel y-taught was she with-alle ; She leet no morsel from hir lippes falle, Ne wette hir fingres in hir sauce depe.
Page 8 - But it were any persone obstinat, What so he were, of heigh or lough estat, Hym wolde he snybben sharply for the nonys.
Page 15 - Till it fil ones, in a morwe of May, That Emelye, that fairer was to sene Than is the lylie upon his stalke grene, And fressher than the May with floures newe, — For with the rose colour stroof hire hewe, I noot which was the fyner of hem two, — Er it were day, as was hir wone to do, She was arisen and al redy dight...