The Poetical Works of Geoffrey ChaucerRoutledge, 1868 - 501 páginas |
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... honour of our meritorious countryman William Caxton , that he chose to make the Canterbury Tales one of the earliest productions of his press , than it can be to his discredit , that he printed them very incorrectly . He probably took ...
... honour of our meritorious countryman William Caxton , that he chose to make the Canterbury Tales one of the earliest productions of his press , than it can be to his discredit , that he printed them very incorrectly . He probably took ...
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... honour of it . At the same time , the favourable manner in which he speaks of it , would lead one to imagine , ( as has been suggested above , ) that he had some concern in it . Upon the whole therefore I am persuaded , that the edition ...
... honour of it . At the same time , the favourable manner in which he speaks of it , would lead one to imagine , ( as has been suggested above , ) that he had some concern in it . Upon the whole therefore I am persuaded , that the edition ...
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... honour of the chamber of Philippa , late Queen of England , to whom the Lord the King granted 10 marks yearly , to be received at the Exchequer during her life , or until otherwise he should provide for her estate . In money delivered ...
... honour of the chamber of Philippa , late Queen of England , to whom the Lord the King granted 10 marks yearly , to be received at the Exchequer during her life , or until otherwise he should provide for her estate . In money delivered ...
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... honour of Knighthood upon the two Theban chieftains . E senza stare con non piccolo honore Cinse le spade a li qui scudieri , E ad Arcita Poluce e Castore Calciaro d'oro li sproni e volontieri , E Diomede e Ulixe di cuore Calzati a ...
... honour of Knighthood upon the two Theban chieftains . E senza stare con non piccolo honore Cinse le spade a li qui scudieri , E ad Arcita Poluce e Castore Calciaro d'oro li sproni e volontieri , E Diomede e Ulixe di cuore Calzati a ...
Página lxxiii
... honour , fredom and curtesie . Ful worthy was he in his lordes werre , And therto hadde he ridden , no man ferre , As wel in Cristendom as in Hethenesse , And ever honoured for his worthinesse . At Alisandre he was whan it was wonne ...
... honour , fredom and curtesie . Ful worthy was he in his lordes werre , And therto hadde he ridden , no man ferre , As wel in Cristendom as in Hethenesse , And ever honoured for his worthinesse . At Alisandre he was whan it was wonne ...
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Página 170 - ... of God./ This blisful regne may men purchace by poverte espiritueel, and the glorie by lowenesse, the plentee of joye by hunger and thurst, and the reste by travaille, and the lyf by deeth and mortificacion of synne./ 1080 Heere taketh the makere of this book his leve.
Página 92 - That no man be so bold, ne preest ne clerk, Me to destourbe of Cristes holy werk...
Página lxxiv - Gingeling in a whistling wind as clere, And eke as loude, as doth the chapell belle, Ther as this lord was keper of the celle. The reule of seint Maure and of seint Beneit, Because that it was olde and somdele streit, This ilke monk lette olde thinges pace, And held after the newe world the trace. He yave not of the text a pulled hen, That saith, that hunters ben not holy men...
Página 2 - Gat-tothed was she, sothly for to say. Upon an ambler esily she sat, Ywimpled wel, and on hire hede an hat, As brode as is a bokeler, or a targe. A fote-mantel about hire hippes large, And on hire fete a pair of sporres sharpe.
Página 131 - Within the cloystre blisful of thy sides, Toke mannes shape the eternal love and pees. That of the trine compas Lord and gide is.
Página 1 - Therto he coude endite, and make a thing, Ther coude no wight pinche at his writing. And every statute coude he plaine by rote. He rode but homely in a medlee cote, Girt with a seint of silk, with barres smale ; Of his array tell I no lenger tale.
Página 68 - For though thyn housbonde armed be in maille, The arwes of thy crabbed eloquence Shal perce his brest and eek his aventaille.
Página lxxiv - This is to say, a monk out of his cloistre. This ilke text held he not worth an oistre. And I say his opinion was good. What shulde he studie, and make himselven wood, Upon a book in cloistre alway to pore, Or swinken with his hondes, and laboure, As Austin bit?
Página xliii - Chaucer's time ended in e originally ended in a, we may reasonably presume that our ancestors first passed from the broader sound of a to the thinner sound of e feminine, and not at once from a to e mute. Besides, if the final e in such words was not pronounced, why was it added ? From the time that it has confessedly ceased to be pronounced it has been gradually omitted in them, except where it may be supposed of use to lengthen or soften the preceding syllable, as in hope, name, &c.
Página 66 - And to the peples eres all and some Was couth eke, that a newe markisesse He with him brought, in swiche pomp and richesse, That never was ther seen with mannes eye So noble array in al West Lumbardie. The markis, which that shope and knew all this, Er that this erl was come, sent his message For thilke poure sely Grisildis; And she with humble herte and glad visage, Not with no swollen thought in her corage, Came at his hest, and on her knees her sette, And reverently and wisely she him grette....