Kullanıcılar ne diyor? - Eleştiri yazın
Her zamanki yerlerde hiçbir eleştiri bulamadık.
Diğer baskılar - Tümünü görüntüle
agayn Allas anon armes body called cause certes Chaucer child clerk conseil Crist dame deed deere deeth doghter doon dooth doun ende evere faire freendes frere Goddes gold grace greet grete hadde hand hast hath heed heere heigh herd herte hire hise honour hous housbonde John knew knowe koude kyng lady laste lines litel lord manere moore moot myghte nevere noght noon nyght olde oother owene peple quod saugh Seint seith seyde seye seyn shal sholde shul sire soule speke story swich tale Thanne thee ther therfore thise thou thou shalt thoughte thurgh thyn thyng tolde trewe tyme un-to up-on wente whan wight wise wolde wole wommen woot worthy yonge
Sayfa 3 - Ful worthy was he in his lordes werre, And therto hadde he riden, no man ferre, As wel in Cristendom as in Hethenesse, And evere honoured for his worthynesse. At Alisaundre he was, whan it was wonne; Ful ofte tyme he hadde the bord bigonne Aboven alle nacions in Pruce; In Lettow hadde he reysed, and in Ruce, No cristen man so ofte of his degree.
Sayfa 18 - Averrois, Damascien, and Constantyn, Bernard, and Gatesden, and Gilbertyn. Of his diete mesurable was he, For it was of no superfluitee, But of greet norissyng and digestible.
Sayfa 64 - The purveiaunce that God hath seyn biforn, So strong it is that, though the world had sworn The contrarie of a thyng by ye or nay, Yet somtyme it shal fallen on a day That falleth nat eft withinne a thousand yeere.
Sayfa 437 - It tikleth me aboute myn herte roote ! Unto this day it dooth myn herte boote That I have had my world, as in my tyme. But Age, alias ! that al wole envenyme, Hath me biraft my beautee and my pith...
Sayfa 382 - 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. Now, goode God, if that it be thy wille, As seith my lord, so make us alle goode men, And brynge us to his heighe blisse ! Amen. Words of the Host to the Nun's Priest
Sayfa 18 - And if ther dide, certeyn so wrooth was she, That she was out of alle charitee. Hir coverchiefs...
Sayfa 1 - Whan that Aprille with his shoures soote The droghte of Marche hath perced to the roote, And bathed every veyne in swich licour. Of which vertu engendred is the flour; Whan Zephirus eek with his swete breeth Inspired hath in every holt and heeth...
Sayfa 26 - Thanne wolde he speke, and crye as he were wood. And whan that he wel dronken hadde the wyn, Than wolde he speke no word but Latyn. A fewe termes hadde he, two or thre, That he had lerned out of som decree; 640 No wonder is, he herde it al the day; And eek ye knowen wel how that a jay Can clepen 'Watte,