The Tale of Man of Lawe: The Pardoneres Tale; the Second Nonnes Tales; the Chanouns Yemannes Tale, from the Canterbury Tales

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Clarendon Press, 1879 - 282 страница

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Страница 186 - I'll believe That Alchemy is a pretty kind of game, Somewhat like tricks o' the cards, to cheat a man With charming.
Страница 119 - To knitte vp al this feste, and make an ende. And lesu, for his grace, wit me sende To shewe yow the wey, in this viage, Of thilke perfit glorious pilgrimage 50 That hyghte Jerusalem celestial.
Страница 167 - Qui sei a noi meridiana face Di caritade, e giuso, intra i mortali, Se' di speranza fontana vivace. Donna, se' tanto grande, e tanto vali, Che qual vuoi grazia, ea te non ricorre, Sua disianza vuoi volar senz'ali.
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.
Страница 44 - Now, have I dronke a draughte of corny ale, By god, I hope I shal yow telle a thing That shal, by resoun, been at your lyking.
Страница 33 - and alle2 his halwes bryghte 1060 So wisly on my soule as haue mercy, That of your harm as giltelees am I As is Maurice my sone so lyk your face ; Elles the feend me fecche out of this place ! ' Long was the sobbing and the bitter peyne...
Страница 188 - Well, son, All that I can convince him in is this, The WORK is DONE, bright Sol is in his robe. We have a medicine of the triple soul, The glorified spirit.
Страница 167 - Within thy womb was rekindled the Love through whose warmth this flower has thus blossomed in the eternal peace. Here thou art to us the noonday torch of charity, and below, among mortals, thou art the living fount of hope. Lady, thou art so great...
Страница 205 - These animals were to symbolise the gradations of ebriety. When a man begins to drink, he is meek and ignorant as the lamb, then becomes bold as the lion ; his courage is soon transformed into the foolishness of the ape, and at last he wallows in the mire like a sow.
Страница 44 - Hir othes been so grete and so dampnable, That it is grisly for to here hem swere; Our blissed lordes body they to-tere; Hem thoughte Jewes rente him noght y-nough; And ech of hem at otheres sinne lough.

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