Canterbury tales [partly in the original, partly in mod. Engl. prose] by J. Saunders1845 |
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Términos y frases comunes
adown alsó anon Arcite array bade bliss Boccaccio Bretagne brother Canace Canterbury Tales certes Chanticleer Chaucer cheer child Christ clerk Clerk's Tale cometh creäture Creon Custance daughter dear death doth dread Dryden durst Emily eyen fair father feast fiend FRANKLIN'S TALE gentle glad go'th Goddès goeth gold Gower grace Grisilde hast hath heard heart heaven holy honour husband king knew knight Knight's Tale labour lady LAW'S TALE lord lordès maiden maken mannès marquis marriage mattére never noble nought Nun's Priest's Tale owen Palamon Phoebus piteous poet pray priest privily quoth Saint saith slain sorrow spake speak Squire's Tale story sumpnour tale tell tellen Thebes thee Theseus thilke thine thing thou shalt timè told truth tway unto Valerian wedded wife wight wise wist withouten word wordès worthy yielden
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Página 10 - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That own'd the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass, On which the Tartar king did ride...
Página 247 - I have seen not our own imaginative poet cause to fear that future ages will desire to summon him from his place of rest, as Milton longed ' To call up him who left half told The story of Cambuscan bold.
Página 4 - Embrouded was he, as it were a mede Al ful of fresshe floures, whyte and rede. 90 Singinge he was, or floytinge, al the day ; He was as fresh as is the month of May.
Página 72 - What is this world? what asketh men to have? Now with his love, now in his colde grave Allone, with-outen any companye.
Página 95 - Where neither beast, nor human kind repair; The fowl, that scent afar, the borders fly, And shun the bitter blast, and wheel about the sky. A cake of scurf lies baking on the ground, And prickly stubs, instead of trees, are found; Or woods, with knots and knares...
Página 209 - This world is nat so strong, it is no nay, As it hath been in olde tymes yore, 1 140 And herkneth what this auctour seith therfore.
Página 103 - Obscure in rushes of the liquid lake. The geese fly o'er the barn ; the bees in arms, Drive headlong from their waxen cells in swarms. Jack Straw at London-stone, with all his rout, Struck not the city with so loud a shout ; Not when with English hate they did pursue A Frenchman, or an unbelieving Jew; Not when the welkin rung with ' one and all ;' And echoes bounded back from Fox's hall ; Earth seemed to sink beneath, and heaven above to fall.
Página 88 - I n'ot which was the finer of them two) Ere it was day, as she was wont to do, She was arisen and all ready dight, For May will have no sluggardy a-night : The season pricketh every gentle heart, And maketh him out of his sleep to start, And saith " Arise, and do thine observance.
Página 93 - He roar'd, he beat his breast, he tore his hair. Dry sorrow in his stupid eyes appears, For, wanting nourishment, he wanted tears : His eye-balls in their hollow sockets sink, Bereft of sleep he loathes his meat and drink.
Página 89 - To do the observance due to sprightly May; .For sprightly May commands our youth to keep The vigils of her night, and breaks their sluggard sleep; Each gentle breast with kindly warmth she moves ; Inspires new flames, revives extinguished loves.