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Adam agayn allas anon answerde Armes brother cause certes child clerk conseil crist deere deeth doon dooth doun Ellesmere ende euere euery faire ffor fful frere Gamelyn goddes goon grace greet grete GROUP hadde hand hast hath haue heed heere herd herte hire hise hous housbonde koude kyng lady leaf litel lord loue lyue manere moore moot mygħte neuere noght noon nygħt olde oother ouer owene peple quod saue seide seint seith seyde seye seyn shal shalt sholde shul sire sone sorwe speke swich TALE Thanne thee ther therfore thilke thise thou thyn thyng tolde trewe tyme vn-to vnder wente whan whan þat wise wolde wole womman woot þat
Seite 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.
Seite 17 - Now is nat that of God a ful fair grace, That swich a lewed mannes wit shal pace The wisdom of an heep of lerned men?
Seite 19 - Thanne wolde he speke, and crie as he were wood. And whan that he wel dronken hadde the wyn, Than wolde he speke no word but Latyn. A fewe termes hadde he, two or thre, That he had lerned out of som decree, — 640 No wonder is, he herde it al the day, And eek ye knowen wel how that a jay Kan clepen Watte as wel as kan the pope.
Seite 70 - My deere doghter Venus," quod Saturne, "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.
Seite 12 - His herberwe and his moone, his lodemenage, Ther nas noon swich from Hulle to Cartage. Hardy he was, and wys to undertake...
Seite 23 - Shal paye al that we spenden by the weye. And if ye vouche-sauf that it be so, Tel me anon, with-outen wordes mo, And I wol erly shape me therfore.
Seite 9 - Of studie took he moost cure and moost heede. Noght o word spak he moore than was neede, And that was seyd in forme and reverence, And short and quyk and ful of hy sentence; Sownynge in moral vertu was his speche, And gladly wolde he lerne and gladly teche.