The Prioresses Tale, Sire Thopas, The Monkes Tale, The Clerkes Tale, The Squieres Tale; from the Canterbury Tales

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Clarendon Press, 1883
 

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Page 192 - A jest's prosperity lies in the ear • Of him that hears it, never in the tongue Of him that makes it : then, if sickly ears, Deaf 'd with the clamours of their own dear groans.
Page 186 - Now had they waken'd; and the hour drew near When they were wont to bring us food; the mind Of each misgave him through his dream, and I Heard at its outlet underneath lock'd up The horrible tower : whence, uttering not a word, I look'd upon the visage of my sons.
Page 143 - La tua benignità non pur soccorre • A chi dimanda, ma molte fiate Liberamente al dimandar precorre. In te misericordia, in te pietate In te magnificenza, in te s'aduna Quantunque in creatura è di bontate.
Page 186 - These weeds of miserable flesh we wear; And do thou strip them off from us again.' Then, not to make them sadder, I kept down My spirit in stillness. That day and the next We all were silent. Ah, obdurate earth!
Page 9 - Parfourned is by men of dignitee, But by the mouth of children thy bountee Parfourned is, for on the brest soukynge Somtyme shewen they thyn heriynge.
Page 183 - HENRY and King Pedro clasping, Hold in straining arms each other; Tugging hard, and closely grasping, Brother proves his strength with brother Harmless pastime, sport fraternal, Blends not thus their limbs in strife : Either aims, with rage infernal, Naked dagger, sharpened knife.
Page 137 - All the brethren of the poor do hate him; how much more do his friends go far from, him? he pursueth them with words, yet they are wanting to him.
Page 188 - Yet he did cast down their frontiers, and cut down their groves: for he had decreed to destroy all the gods of the land, that all nations should worship Nabuchodonosor only, and that all tongues and tribes should call upon him as god.
Page 22 - An elf-queen wol I love, y-wis, For in this world no womman is Worthy to be my make In toune; Alle othere wommen I forsake, And to an elf-queen I me take By dale and eek by doune!
Page 31 - Tragedie is to seyn a certeyn storie, As olde bokes maken us memorie, Of him that stood in greet prosperitee 3165 And is y-fallen out of heigh degree Into miserie, and endeth wrecchedly.

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