The Canterbury TalesG. Routledge, 1854 - 586 psl. |
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... gret del In houres by his magike naturel . Wel coude he fortunen the ascendent Of his images for his patient . He knew the cause of every maladie , Were it of cold , or hote , or moist , or drie , And wher engendred , and of what humour ...
... gret del In houres by his magike naturel . Wel coude he fortunen the ascendent Of his images for his patient . He knew the cause of every maladie , Were it of cold , or hote , or moist , or drie , And wher engendred , and of what humour ...
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... gret as it were for an alestake : s A bokeler hadde he made him of a cake . With him ther rode a gentil Pardonere9 Of Rouncevall , his frend and his compere , 10 3 Slay . 1 A customary question in old law - writings , after the ...
... gret as it were for an alestake : s A bokeler hadde he made him of a cake . With him ther rode a gentil Pardonere9 Of Rouncevall , his frend and his compere , 10 3 Slay . 1 A customary question in old law - writings , after the ...
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... Gret chere made oure hoste us everich on , And to the souper sette he us anon : And served us with vitaille of the beste . Strong was the win , and wel to drinke us leste.3 A semely man our hoste was with alle For to han ben a marshal ...
... Gret chere made oure hoste us everich on , And to the souper sette he us anon : And served us with vitaille of the beste . Strong was the win , and wel to drinke us leste.3 A semely man our hoste was with alle For to han ben a marshal ...
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... gret a sorwe suffereth now Arcite ? The deth he feleth thurgh his herte smite ; He wepeth , waileth , crieth pitously ; To sleen himself he waiteth prively . He said ; Alas the day that I was borne ! Now is my prison werse than beforne ...
... gret a sorwe suffereth now Arcite ? The deth he feleth thurgh his herte smite ; He wepeth , waileth , crieth pitously ; To sleen himself he waiteth prively . He said ; Alas the day that I was borne ! Now is my prison werse than beforne ...
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... gret siknesse , And som man wold out of his prison fayn . That in his house is of his meinie " slain . Infinite harmes ben in this matere We wote not what thing that we praien here . We faren as he that dronke is as a mous . A dronken ...
... gret siknesse , And som man wold out of his prison fayn . That in his house is of his meinie " slain . Infinite harmes ben in this matere We wote not what thing that we praien here . We faren as he that dronke is as a mous . A dronken ...
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