The Decameron, Giovanni Boccaccio [top ten books of all time .TXT] 📗

The Decameron

By Giovanni Boccaccio.

Translated by John Payne.

Table of Contents Titlepage Imprint Proem The Decameron Day the First Day the First Introduction The First Story The Second Story The Third Story The Fourth Story The Fifth Story The Sixth Story The Seventh Story The Eighth Story The Ninth Story The Tenth Story Day the Second Day the Second Introduction The First Story The Second Story The Third Story The Fourth Story The Fifth Story The Sixth Story The Seventh Story The Eighth Story The Ninth Story The Tenth Story Day the Third Day the Third Introduction The First Story The Second Story The Third Story The Fourth Story The Fifth Story The Sixth Story The Seventh Story The Eighth Story The Ninth Story The Tenth Story Day the Fourth Day the Fourth Introduction The First Story The Second Story The Third Story The Fourth Story The Fifth Story The Sixth Story The Seventh Story The Eighth Story The Ninth Story The Tenth Story Day the Fifth Day the Fifth Introduction The First Story The Second Story The Third Story The Fourth Story The Fifth Story The Sixth Story The Seventh Story The Eighth Story The Ninth Story The Tenth Story Day the Sixth Day the Sixth Introduction The First Story The Second Story The Third Story The Fourth Story The Fifth Story The Sixth Story The Seventh Story The Eighth Story The Ninth Story The Tenth Story Day the Seventh Day the Seventh Introduction The First Story The Second Story The Third Story The Fourth Story The Fifth Story The Sixth Story The Seventh Story The Eighth Story The Ninth Story The Tenth Story Day the Eighth Day the Eighth Introduction The First Story The Second Story The Third Story The Fourth Story The Fifth Story The Sixth Story The Seventh Story The Eighth Story The Ninth Story The Tenth Story Day the Ninth Day the Ninth Introduction The First Story The Second Story The Third Story The Fourth Story The Fifth Story The Sixth Story The Seventh Story The Eighth Story The Ninth Story The Tenth Story Day the Tenth Day the Tenth Introduction The First Story The Second Story The Third Story The Fourth Story The Fifth Story The Sixth Story The Seventh Story The Eighth Story The Ninth Story The Tenth Story Conclusion of the Author Endnotes Glossary Colophon Uncopyright Imprint

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Proem

Here beginneth the book called Decameron and surnamed Prince Galahalt1 wherein are contained an hundred stories in ten days told by seven ladies and three young men.

A kindly thing it is to have compassion of the afflicted and albeit it well beseemeth everyone, yet of those is it more particularly required who have erst had need of comfort and have found it in any, amongst whom, if ever any had need thereof or held it dear or took pleasure therein aforetimes, certes, I am one of these. For that, having from my first youth unto this present been beyond measure inflamed with a very high and noble passion (higher and nobler, perchance, than might appear, were I to relate it, to sort with my low estate) albeit by persons of discretion who had intelligence thereof I was commended therefor and accounted so much the more worth, natheless a passing sore travail it was to me to bear it, not, certes, by reason of the cruelty of the beloved lady, but because of the exceeding ardour begotten in my breast of an ill-ordered appetite, for which, for that it suffered me not to stand content at any reasonable bounds, caused me ofttimes feel more chagrin than I had occasion for. In this my affliction the pleasant discourse of a certain friend of mine and his admirable consolations afforded me such refreshment that I firmly believe of these it came that I died not. But, as it pleased Him who, being Himself infinite, hath for immutable law appointed unto all things mundane that they shall have an end, my love⁠—beyond every other fervent and which nor stress of reasoning nor counsel, no, nor yet manifest shame nor peril that might ensue thereof, had availed either to break or to bend⁠—of its own motion, in process of time, on such wise abated that of itself at this present it hath left me only that pleasance which it is used to afford unto whoso adventureth himself not too far in the navigation of its profounder oceans; by reason whereof, all chagrin being done away, I feel it grown delightsome, whereas it used to be grievous. Yet, albeit the pain hath ceased, not, therefore, is the memory fled of the benefits whilom received and the kindnesses bestowed on me by those to whom, of the goodwill they bore me, my troubles were grievous; nor, as I deem, will it ever pass away, save for death. And for that gratitude, to my thinking, is, among the other virtues, especially commendable and its contrary blameworthy, I have, that I may not