Canterbury Tales, 1. cilt

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Macmillan, 1907
 

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Sayfa 33 - And which of yow that bereth hym best of alle — That is to seyn, that telleth in this caas Tales of best sentence and moost solaas — Shal...
Sayfa xxxii - Hir nose tretys, hir eyen greye as glas, Hir mouth ful smal, and therto softe and reed; But sikerly she hadde a fair forheed; It was almoost a spanne brood, I trowe; For, hardily, she was nat undergrowe. Ful fetys was hir cloke, as I was war.
Sayfa 6 - His resons he spak ful solempnely, Souninge alway th'encrees of his winning. He wolde the see were kept for any thing Bitwixe Middelburgh and Orewelle. Wel coude he in eschaunge sheeldes selle. This worthy man ful wel his wit bisette; Ther wiste...
Sayfa 111 - My cours, that hath so wyde for to turne, Hath moore power than woot any man. Myn is the drenchyng in the see so wan, Myn is the prison in the derke cote, Myn is the stranglyng and hangyng by the throte, The murmure, and the cherles rebellyng, The groynynge, and the pryvee empoysonyng.
Sayfa 435 - For Seint Paul seith that al that writen is, To oure doctrine it is y-write y-wis ; Taketh the fruyt and lat the chaf be stille.
Sayfa 43 - Than is the lylie upon his stalke grene, And fressher than the May with floures newe — For with the rose colour stroof...
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Sayfa xxxii - Or if men smoot it with a yerde smerte; And al was conscience and tendre herte.

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