Bell's Edition, Volúmenes5-6J. Bell, 1782 |
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... , to here of hevineffe . Sire Monk , no more of this , fo God you bleffe ; Your Tale anoyeth all this compagnie ; Swiche talking is not worth a boterflie , 14795 Worddes B42 V.5- B428 V.5-6 And that to coathe , A iij Gift Elades Faniity.
... , to here of hevineffe . Sire Monk , no more of this , fo God you bleffe ; Your Tale anoyeth all this compagnie ; Swiche talking is not worth a boterflie , 14795 Worddes B42 V.5- B428 V.5-6 And that to coathe , A iij Gift Elades Faniity.
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... here of hevineffe . Sire Monk , no more of this , fo God Your Tale anoyeth all this compagnie ; Swiche talking is not worth a boterflie , you blefe ; 14795 B428 V. 5-6 Stodhart del : Headh foutp London Printed A iij Gift reades Fanisky.
... here of hevineffe . Sire Monk , no more of this , fo God Your Tale anoyeth all this compagnie ; Swiche talking is not worth a boterflie , you blefe ; 14795 B428 V. 5-6 Stodhart del : Headh foutp London Printed A iij Gift reades Fanisky.
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... to here of hevineffe . 14790 Sire Monk , no more of this , fo God you bleffe ; Your Tale anoyeth all this compagnie ; Swiche talking is not worth a boterflie , 14795 For therin is ther no difport ne game ; Therfore A iij Gift.
... to here of hevineffe . 14790 Sire Monk , no more of this , fo God you bleffe ; Your Tale anoyeth all this compagnie ; Swiche talking is not worth a boterflie , 14795 For therin is ther no difport ne game ; Therfore A iij Gift.
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... more of this , fo God you bleffe ; Your Tale anoyeth all this compagnie ; Swiche talking is not worth a boterflie , 14795 For therin is ther no difport ne game ; Therfore A iij Gift reades Family The Nonnes Preeftes Tale,
... more of this , fo God you bleffe ; Your Tale anoyeth all this compagnie ; Swiche talking is not worth a boterflie , 14795 For therin is ther no difport ne game ; Therfore A iij Gift reades Family The Nonnes Preeftes Tale,
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... , to here of hevineffe . Sire Monk , no more of this , fo God you blefe ; Your Tale anoyeth all this compagnie ; Swiche talking is not worth a boterflie , 14795 For therin is ther no difport ne game ; Therfore A iij Gift.
... , to here of hevineffe . Sire Monk , no more of this , fo God you blefe ; Your Tale anoyeth all this compagnie ; Swiche talking is not worth a boterflie , 14795 For therin is ther no difport ne game ; Therfore A iij Gift.
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Página 19 - anon I wol you telle, Sin he is gon: the foule fend him quelle, For never hereafter wol I with him mete For peny ne for pound, I you
Página 31 - that is mis I ment. This Tale was not only told for you But eke for other mo : ye wote wel how That among
Página 38 - pray ? It is a water that is made, I fay, Of the elementes foure, quod Plato. Tell me the rote, good Sire, quod he tho, Of that water, if that it
Página 32 - Now, goode Sire, go forth thy way and hie the. He went his way, and with the eoper he eame, And this ehanon it in his hondes name,
Página 96 - humilitee in herte, and another in the mouth, and the thridde in werkes. The humilitee in herte is in foure maners; that on is whan a man holdeth
Página 43 - And wete ye what ? I have here in my gourd A draught of win, ye of a ripe grape, And right anon ye
Página 26 - ynow; But unto God of heven I make avow, For all our eraft, whan we han all ydo, And all our Height, he wol not