Chaucer's Canterbury Tales, Volume 1

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Macmillan and Company, 1894

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Page 14 - His resons he spak ful solempnely, Souninge alway th'encrees of his winning. He wolde the see were kept for any thing Bitwixe Middelburgh and Orewelle. Wel coude he in eschaunge sheeldes selle. This worthy man ful wel his wit bisette; Ther wiste...
Page 5 - 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.
Page 11 - A fat swan loved he best of any roost. His palfrey was as broun as is a berye. A FRERE ther was, a wantowne and a merye, A lymytour, a ful solempne man. In alle the ordres foure is noon that kan So muchel of daliaunce and fair langage.
Page 109 - My cours, that hath so wyde for to turne, Hath moore power than woot any man. Myn is the drenchyng in the see so wan, Myn is the prison in the derke cote, Myn is the stranglyng and hangyng by the throte, The murmure, and the cherles rebellyng, The groynynge, and the pryvee empoysonyng.
Page 29 - He was short-sholdred, brood, a thikke knarre, Ther nas no dore that he nolde heve of harre, 550 Or breke it, at a renning, with his heed. His berd as any sowe or fox was reed, And ther-to brood, as though it were a spade.
Page 51 - Than is the lylie upon his stalke grene, And fressher than the May with floures newe — For with the rose colour stroof...
Page 4 - 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 23 - And yet he was but esy of dispence; He kepte that he wan in pestilence. For gold in phisik is a cordial, Therfore he lovede gold in special.
Page 24 - And if ther dide, certeyn so wrooth was she That she was out of alle charitee. Hir coverchiefs...
Page 19 - His table dormant in his halle alway, Stood redy covered al the longe day. At sessiouns ther was he lord and sire ; Ful ofte tymc he was knyght of the shire. An anlaas, and a gipser al of silk, Heeng at his girdel, whit as morne milk ; A shirreve hadde he been, and a countour. Was nowher such a worthy vavasour. 360 An HABERDASSHERE, and a CARPENTER, A WEBBE, a DYERE, and a TAPYCER...

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