The prologue to Chaucer's Canterbury tales, ed. by W. McLeod, Issue 2291871 |
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accent adjective alther Anapest Anglo-Saxon atte Bath Bawdeswell Benedictine Order berd bigan byforn bygynne Canterbury Canterbury Tales Chaucer cloth coat courtepy couthe cunnan eche Edition ends in ë England English fair final French Friars Gower gret hath heed Hence herte hire hood horse i-go king of Cyprus knew knight lady litel London lord loved lovede loven means monk note to line Notes adapted nought nouns pardoner past participle past tense person pilgrimage pilgrims pleyn plural poet poetry Price priest Prioress pronounced Public School Latin reed riden rood ryde Saxon says schal sche School Latin Primer schorte schulde semed seye seynt singular slepen Sompnour speke streyt syllables Tabard termination Thanne ther therto thou toun trewe Trochee Tyrwhitt unto Uppon verbs verse vowel Wel cowde weren weye whan Wife of Bath Withouten wolde worthi wyde Zephyrus
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