English Masterpieces: From the beginnings through the XVIII century |
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121. oldal
10 Who shal now telle first , of al this route , Another tale ; ” and with that word he sayde , As curteisly as it had been a mayde , “ My lady Prioresse , by your leve , So that I wiste I sholde yow nat greve , I wolde demen that ye ...
10 Who shal now telle first , of al this route , Another tale ; ” and with that word he sayde , As curteisly as it had been a mayde , “ My lady Prioresse , by your leve , So that I wiste I sholde yow nat greve , I wolde demen that ye ...
130. oldal
quod 1 , " why wiltow lette 17 me More of my tale than another man , Sin that it is the beste rym I can ? " “ By god , " quod he , " for pleynly , at a word , Thy drasty ryming is nat worth a tord ; Thou doost nought elles but ...
quod 1 , " why wiltow lette 17 me More of my tale than another man , Sin that it is the beste rym I can ? " “ By god , " quod he , " for pleynly , at a word , Thy drasty ryming is nat worth a tord ; Thou doost nought elles but ...
145. oldal
620 94 THE PROLOGUE OF THE PARDONERS TALE Radix malorum est Cupiditas : Ad Thimotheum , sexto “ LORDINGS , " quod he , " in chirches whan I preche , I peyne me to han an hauteyn 95 speche , And ringe it out as round as gooth a belle ...
620 94 THE PROLOGUE OF THE PARDONERS TALE Radix malorum est Cupiditas : Ad Thimotheum , sexto “ LORDINGS , " quod he , " in chirches whan I preche , I peyne me to han an hauteyn 95 speche , And ringe it out as round as gooth a belle ...
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