The Poetical Works of Geoffrey Chaucer, Band 3

G: Bell and sons, 1875

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Seite 236 - And certes, in the same book I rede, Right in the nexte chapitre after this, (I gabbe nat, so have I joye or blis...
Seite 247 - Lo, swich it is for to be recchelees And necligent, and truste on flaterye. But ye that holden this tale a folye, As of a fox, or of a cok and hen, Taketh the moralite, goode men.
Seite 254 - And keep it al-so clenly as thou may; Al-though his cage of gold be never so gay, Yet hath this brid, by twenty thousand fold, Lever in a forest, that is rude and cold, Gon ete wormes and swich wrecchednesse.
Seite 88 - Thanne peyne I me to strecche forth the nekke, And est and west upon the peple I bekke, As dooth a dowve sittynge on a berne. Myne handes and my tonge goon so yerne That it is joye to se my bisynesse.
Seite 123 - And eek also, wher-as he saugh thimage Of Cristes moder, had he in usage, As him was taught, to knele adoun and seye His Ave Marie as he goth by the weye.
Seite 230 - A yerd she hadde, enclosed al aboute With stikkes, and a drye dich with-oute, In which she hadde a cok, hight Chauntecleer, In al the land of crowing nas his peer.
Seite 128 - Tel me what is thy cause for to synge, Sith that thy throte is kut, to my semynge ? ' ' My throte is kut unto my nekke boon...
Seite 240 - And to him rennen than his wifes alle. Thus real, as a prince is in his halle, Leve I this chaunteclere in his pasture; And after wol I telle his aventure.
Seite 246 - Out of the hyve cam the swarm of bees; So hidous was the noyse, a! benedicite! Certes, he Jakke Straw, and his meynee, Ne made never shoutes half so shrille, Whan that they wolden any Fleming kille, As thilke day was maad upon the fox.
Seite 242 - Wommennes conseils been ful ofte colde; Wommannes conseil broghte us first to wo And made Adam fro Paradys to go, Ther as he was ful myrie and wel at ese; But for I noot to whom it myght displese, If I conseil of wommen wolde blame, Passe over, for I seyde it in my game.

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