Books with title The Poetical Works of Geoffrey Chaucer, Volume 2

Excerpt from The Works of Geoffrey ChaucerI A 1e ar' Henry Bradshaw. Fellow of King's College. Cambridge. And University Librarian. By G. W. Prothero (london: Kegan Paul. Trench and Co. Page 108.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

And specially, from every schires ende Of Engelond, to Canturbury they wende, The holy blisful martir for to seeke, That hem hath holpcn whan that they were seeke. Byfel that, in that sesoun on a day, In Southwerk at the Tabbard as I la ,20 Redy to wenden on my pilgrimage To Canturbury with ful devout corage, At night was come into that hostelrie Wei nyne and twenty in a companye, Of sondry folk, by aventure i-falle In felawschipe, and pilgryms were thei alio, That toward Canturbury wolden ryde. The chambres and the stables weren wydc, And wel we weren esud atte beste. And schortly, whan the sonne was to reste, 30 So hadde I spoken with hem everychon, That I was of here felawschipe anon, And made forward erly to aryse, To take oure weye theras I yow devyse. But natheles, whiles I have tyme and space, Or that I ferthere in this tale pace, Me thinketh it acordant to resoun, To telle yow alle the condicioun Of eche of hem, so as it semede me, And which they weren, and of what degre ;40 And eek in what array that they were inne: And at a knight than wol I first bygynne. AK night ther was, and that a worthy man, That from the tyme that he ferst bigan To ryden out, he lovede chyvalrye, Trouthe and honour, fredom and curtesie.(Typographical errors above are due to OCR software and don't occur in the book.)About the Publisher Forgotten Books is a publisher of historical writings, such as: Philosophy, Classics, Science, Religion, History, Folklore and Mythology.Forgotten Books' Classic Reprint Series utilizes the latest technology to regenerate facsimiles of historically important writings. Careful attention has been made to accurately preserve the original format of each page whilst digitally enhancing the aged text. Read books online for free at

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Excerpt from The Poetical Works of Geoffrey Chaucer, Vol. 3N faith, Squier, thou hast the wel y quit And gentilly, I preise wel thy wit,' Quod the Frankeleyn, considering thin youthe, So felingly thou spakest, sire, I alowe the, As to my dome, ther is non that is here, Of eloquence that schal be thy pere, If that thou live; God gave thee goode chaunce, And in vertue send the oontinuaunce, For of thy speking I have gret deinté. I have a sons, and by the Trinité It were me lever than twenty pound worth lond, Though it right now were fallen in myn hond, He were a man of swich discretion, As that ye ben; fie on possession, But-if a man be vertuous withal! I have my sone snibbed, and yet shal, For he to vertue listeth not to entende, But for to play at die, and to dispende.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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Excerpt from The Poetical Works of Geoffrey Chaucer, Vol. 6And fast I slept; and in slepyng, Me mette suche a swevenyng, That lykede me wonderous wele But in that sweven is never a dele That it nys afterwarde befalle, Eyght as this dreme wol tel us alle. Now this dreme wol I ryme aryghte, To make your hertes gaye and lyghte For Love it prayeth, and also Commaundeth me that it be so. And yf there any aske me, Whether that it be he or she, How this boke which is here Shal hatte, that I rede you here It is the Romaunce of the Rose, In which alle the art of love I close. The mater fayre is of to make God graunt me in gre that she it take For whom that it begonnen is I And that is she that hath, ywys, So mochel pris; and therto she So worthy is biloved to be, That she wel ought of pris and ryght Be cleped Rose of every Wight. That it was May me thoughts tho, It is v. Yere or more ago; That it was May, thus dremede me, In tyme of love and jolité, That al thing gynneth waxen gay, For ther is neither husk nor hay In May, that it nyl shrouded bene, And it with newe leves wrene. These wodes eek recoveren grene.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1891 Excerpt: ... ere That in that other she dide lere; Fully on me she lost hir lore. Hir speche me grevede wondir sore, That unto hir for ire I seide, For anger, as 1 dide abraide:--'Dame, and is it youre wille algate, 5i6o That I not love, but that I hate Alle men, as ye me teche? For if I do aftir youre speche, Sith that ye seyne love is not good, Thanne must I nedis say with mood If I it leve, in hatrede ay Lyven, and voide love away, From me a synfulle wrecche, Hated of alle that tecche I may not go noon other gate, M70 For other must I love or hate. And if I hate men of newe, More than love it wole me rewe, As by youre preching semeth me, For Love no thing ne preisith thee. Ye yeve good counsel, sikirly, That prechith me al day, that I Shulde not Loves lore alowe; He were a foole wolde you not trowe! In speche also ye han me taught, 5im Another love that knowen is naught, Which I have herd you not repreve, To love ech other, by youre leve. If ye wolde diffyne it me, I wolde gladly here, to se, Atte the leest, if I may lere Of sondry loves the manere.' Raisoun.--' Certis, freend, a fool art thou Whan that thou no thyng wolt allowe, That I for thi profit say. 5i90 Yit wole I sey thee more, in fay, For I am redy, at the leste, To accomplisshe thi requeste, But I not where it wole avayle; In veyn perauntre I shal travayle. Love ther is in sondry wise, As I shal thee heere devise. For somme love leful is and good; I mene not that which makith thee wood, And bringith thee in many a fitte, 5200 And ravysshith fro thee al thi witte, It is so merveilouse and queynte; With such love be no more aqueynte.' COMMENT BAISOUN DIFFINIST AUNSBTE. 'Love of freendshippe also ther is, Which makith no man done amys, Of wille knytt bitwixe two, That wole not breke for wele ne woo; Which lo...

Excerpt from The Works of Geoffrey Chaucer I A 1e ar' Henry Bradshaw. Fellow of King's College. Cambridge. And University Librarian. By G. W. Prothero (london: Kegan Paul. Trench and Co. Page 108. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.