The riches of Chaucer, in which his impurities have been expunged, his spelling modernised, and his obsolete terms explained, by C.C. Clarke1870 |
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Page 2 - And preached, saying, There cometh one mightier than I after me, the latchet of whose shoes I am not worthy to stoop down and unloose.
Page 68 - Embrouded was he, as it were a mede Al ful of fresshe floures, whyte and rede. 90 Singinge he was, or floytinge, al the day ; He was as fresh as is the month of May.
Page 621 - The wrestling of this world asketh a fall ; Here is no home, here is but wilderness ; Forth, pilgrim, forth, O beast out of thy stall; Look up on high, and thank thy God of all ; Waiveth thy lust and let thy ghost thee lead, And truth thee shall deliver 'tis no drede.
Page 79 - Full loth were him to cursen for his tithes; But rather would he given out of doubt Unto his poor parishens about Of his off ring, and eke of his substance ; He could in little thing have suffisance: Wide was his parish, and houses far asunder, But he ne left nought for no rain nor thunder, In sickness and in mischief, to visit The farthest in his parish much and lite, Upon his feet, and in his hand a staff: This noble 'nsaraple to his sheep he gaf.
Page 238 - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold...
Page 285 - For it nis but a litel whyle ago; Preye eek for us, we sinful folk unstable, That, of his mercy, god so merciable On us his grete mercy multiplye, For reverence of his moder Marye. Amen.
Page 165 - I see not how : As strong as ever he was, he is yet now : In him trust I, and in his mother dear, That is to me my sail and eke my steer.'» Her little child lay weeping in her arma ; And kneeling piteously to him she said — ' Peace, little son, I will do thee no harm...
Page 467 - The day go'th fast, and after that came eve, And yet came not to Troilus Creseid: He looketh forth by hedge, by tree, by grove, And far his head over the wall he laid.
Page 66 - And specially from every shire's end Of Engeland to Canterbury they wend, The holy blissful martyr for to seek That them hath holpen when that they were sick.
Page 54 - Hazlitt, in his lectures on the poets, has most happily in one pithy sentence (a remarkable feature in his critical analyses) struck out Chaucer's poetical faculty. He says, " His poetry reads like history. Everything has a downright reality ; at least in the narrator's mind. A simile, or a sentiment, is as if it -were given in upon evidence.