Bell's Edition, 5-6. kötetJ. Bell, 1782 |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 44 találatból.
16. oldal
... shalt thou fee , In which my body is hid prively ; Do thilke carte arreften boldely . My gold caufed my mordre , foth to fain . And told him every point how he was flain With a ful pitous face , pale of hewe ; 35025 And trufteth wel his ...
... shalt thou fee , In which my body is hid prively ; Do thilke carte arreften boldely . My gold caufed my mordre , foth to fain . And told him every point how he was flain With a ful pitous face , pale of hewe ; 35025 And trufteth wel his ...
16. oldal
... shalt thou see , In which my body is hid prively ; 1502.5 Do thilke carte arresten bobdely . My gold caused niy mordre , foth to fain . And told him every point how he was slain With a ful pitous face , pale of hewe ; And trusteth wel ...
... shalt thou see , In which my body is hid prively ; 1502.5 Do thilke carte arresten bobdely . My gold caused niy mordre , foth to fain . And told him every point how he was slain With a ful pitous face , pale of hewe ; And trusteth wel ...
17. oldal
... shalt thou fee , In which my body is hid prively ; Do thilke carte arresten boldely . My gold caufed my mordre , foth to fain . 15025 And told him every point how he was flain With a ful pitous face , pale of hewe ; And trufteth wel his ...
... shalt thou fee , In which my body is hid prively ; Do thilke carte arresten boldely . My gold caufed my mordre , foth to fain . 15025 And told him every point how he was flain With a ful pitous face , pale of hewe ; And trufteth wel his ...
17. oldal
... shalt thou see , In which my body is hid prively ; 35025 Do thilke carte arresten boldely . My gold caufed my mordre , foth to fain . And told him every point how he was flain With a ful pitous face , pale of hewe ; And trufteth wel his ...
... shalt thou see , In which my body is hid prively ; 35025 Do thilke carte arresten boldely . My gold caufed my mordre , foth to fain . And told him every point how he was flain With a ful pitous face , pale of hewe ; And trufteth wel his ...
18. oldal
... shalt be dreint ; my tale is at an ende . He woke , and told his felaw what he met , And praied him his viage for to let ; As for that day he prayd him for to abide . His felaw , that lay by his beddes fide , Gan for to laugh , and ...
... shalt be dreint ; my tale is at an ende . He woke , and told his felaw what he met , And praied him his viage for to let ; As for that day he prayd him for to abide . His felaw , that lay by his beddes fide , Gan for to laugh , and ...
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Népszerű szakaszok
19. oldal - 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
31. oldal - that is mis I ment. This Tale was not only told for you But eke for other mo : ye wote wel how That among
38. oldal - 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
32. oldal - 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,
96. oldal - 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
43. oldal - And wete ye what ? I have here in my gourd A draught of win, ye of a ripe grape, And right anon ye
26. oldal - 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