IN FOURTEEN VOLUMES.
THE MISCELLANEOUS PIECES

From Urry's Edition 1721,
THE CANTERBURY TALES

From Tyrwbitt's Edition 1775.

Grete well CHAUCER whan ye mete----
Of ditees and of fonges glade,
The which he---made,
The londe futi filled is over all.

GOWER
My inaifter CHAUCER---chiefe pocte nf Bretayne.---
Whom all this londe fchulde of ryght preferre,
Sith of our langage he was the lode-ferre--..
That made firft to dyftylle and rayne
The gold dewe dropys of specte and eloquence
Into dur tunge thrugh his excellence.

LYDGATE
The honour of Englida tong is dede---
My may fler CHAUCER, floure of eloqueace,
Mirrour of fructuous entendement,
Universel fadir in science....
This londis verray trefour and riehefie-..-
The fir fe fynder of our fayre langage.

OCCLEVE.
Venerabili CHAUCER, principall pocte but pere,
Herinly trumpet, orlege and regulere,
In eloquence balme, condi&t and diall,
Mylky fountane, clete furand, and rois riall,
Of fresche endite throw Albiong iland braid. DOUGLAS.

O reverend CHALCER! role of rethouris all,
Asin oure toung flourimperial
That raise in Brittanc evir.quta reidis right
Thou beinis of Makers the triumphs royall,
The fresche enamilt termes celestiall:
This mater couth haif illuminit full bricht,
Was thou pocht, of our Ingiis all the light,
Surmounting every toung terreftriall
As far as Mayi's morrow dois midnight.

DONBAR.

VOL. I.

EDINBURG:
AT THE Apollo Press, BY THE MARTINS.

Anno 1782.

CONTAINING HIS
LITE, with

ACCOUNT OF HIS WORKS,
PREFACES,

TESTIMONIES OF AUTHORS
INTRODUCTORY DISCOURSES, CONCERNING HIM,

&c. &c. &c.

But natheles certain
I can right now no thrifty Tale sain,
But CHAUCER, (though he can but lewedly
On metres and on riming craftily)
Hath fayd hemin swiche Englifh as he can
of olde time, as knoweth many a man;
And if he have not sayd bem, leve brother,
In book, he bath saya hem in another....
Who in that wol his large Volume feke. TALES, ver. 4465.

Dan CHAUCER, weli of Englis undefil'd,
On Fame's eternal bead-roll worthy to be fil'd
Old Dan Geffrey, in whore gentle spright
The pure well-head of poetry did dweli.---
He whilft he lived was the foveraigne head
Of thepherds all.-----

SPENSER
Old CHAUCER, like the morning flar,
To lis discovers day from far ,
His light those mifts and clouds diffolvid
Which our dark nation'ionginvolv'd;
But he descending to the shades
Darkness again the age invades.

DENHAM.
CHAUCER, him who firf with harra ny inform'd
The language of our fathers-- His legends blithe
He fang of love or knighthood, or the wiles
Of homely life, thro' each eftate and age
The fashions and the follies of the world
With cunning hand portraying-----
Him who in times------
Dark and untaught began with charming verse
To tame the rudeness of his native land.

AKENSIDE.

EDINBURG:
&T THE Apollo Press, by TUE MARTINS.

Anno 1782.