The Canterbury tales of Chaucer, with notes by T. Tyrwhitt. [ed. by C.C. Clarke].1875 |
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accidie anon Boccaccio body bothë Canterbury Tales Cassiodorus certes Chanticleer Chaucer cleped cometh confession contrition cursed Dame Prudence deadly death deed delight devil doth dread dream Du Cange Editt enemy eyen false farforth flesh forasmuch foul friends Godde's grace harm hath heart heaven hell honour Jesus Christ jeu parti king lechery Lord Jesus Christ maketh manner Melibus mercy mighty never nought pain Parson's Tale Partelote penance peril pray pride priest privily quod reason riches saidë Saint Augustine Saint Paul saith Solomon sapience sayn seemeth Seneca shame shew shrive sins slain Solomon saith soothly sorrow soul speak story suffer Syntipas tale tell tellen thee thilke thine thing thou hast thou shalt thy counsel unto Valerian vengeance venial venial sin villainy weep Wherefore whoso wicked wife wight wise withouten woman words worthy
Popular passages
Page xii - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
Page xxviii - And as the new abashed nightingale, That stinteth first when she beginneth sing, When that she heareth any herde's tale, Or in the hedges any wight stirring, And after, sicker, doth her voice outring; Right so Cresseide, when that her dread stent, Open'd her heart, and told him her intent.
Page 101 - I dye; In alle haste com to me,' he sayde. This man out of his sleep for fere abrayde; But whan that he was wakned...
Page xix - Shoulde before the people, in my walking, Be seen all bare : wherefore, I you pray, LET ME NOT LIKE A WORM GO BY THE WAT. Remember you, mine owen lord so dear, I was your wife, though I unworthy were. Wherefore in guerdon of my
Page 1 - This were a puppet in an arm to embrace For any woman, small and fair of face ! He seemeth elvish by his countenance, For unto no wight doth he dalliance. Say now somewhat, since other folk have said ; Tell us a tale of mirth, and that anon.
Page xii - gan to pass Long ere the brighte" sun uprisen was ; " In which were cake"s great, straight as a line, Under the which the grass so fresh of hue Was newly sprung ; and an eight foot or nine Eve"ry tree well from his fellow grew, With branches broad laden with leaves new, That sprungen out against the sunne sheen, Some very red, and some a glad light green...
Page ix - AH ! who can tell how hard it is to climb The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar ; Ah ! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war...
Page 312 - Thus have we traced the Alliterative Measure so low as the sixteenth century. It is remarkable that all such poets as used this kind of metre, retained along with it many peculiar Saxon idioms, particularly such as were appropriated to poetry : this deserves the attention of those who are desirous to recover the laws of the ancient Saxon Poesy, usually given up as inexplicable : I am of opinion that they will find what they seek in the Metre of Pierce Plowman.5 i Jest.
Page 1 - Thou lookest as thou wouldest find an hare, For ever upon the ground I see thee stare. Approache near, and look up merrily. Now ware you, sirs, and let this man have place ! He in the waist is...
Page 127 - I say, my lord, can such a subtilty, (But all his craft ye must not wot of me, And somewhat help I yet to his working,) That all the ground on which we ben riding, Till that we come to Canterbury town, He can all clean turnen so up so down, And pave it all of silver and of gold.