The Tale of the Man of Lawe, The Pardoneres Tale, The Second Nonnes Tale, The Chanouns Yemannes Tale, from the Canterbury TalesClarendon Press, 1897 - 282 страница |
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Страница 186 - And giving him solution ; then congeal him ; And then dissolve him ; then again congeal him : For look, how oft I iterate the work So many times I add unto his virtue. As, if at first one ounce convert a hundred, After his second loose, he'll turn a thousand ; His third solution, ten ; his fourth, a hundred ; After his fifth, a thousand thousand ounces Of any imperfect metal, into pure Silver or gold, in all examinations, 390 As good as any of the natural mine.
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Страница 166 - And wonnen that wastours • with glotonye destruyeth.' 1. 25. After the legende, following the Legend; ie the Legenda Aurea. A very small portion is wholly Chaucer's own. He has merely added a line here and there, such as 11.