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FAMILIAR QUOTATIONS. GEOFFREY CHAUCER. 1328-1400.(From the text of Tyrwhitt.)
Whanne that April with his shoures sote
The droughte of March hath perced to the rote.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 1.
And smale foules maken melodie,
That slepen alle night with open eye,
So priketh hem nature in hir corages;
Than longen folk to gon on pilgrimages.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 9.
And of his port as meke as is a mayde.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 69.
He was a veray parfit gentil knight.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 72.
He coude songes make, and wel endite.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 95.
Ful wel she sange the service devine,
Entuned in hire nose ful swetely;
And Frenche she spake ful fayre and fetisly,
After the scole of Stratford atte bowe,
For Frenche of Paris was to hire unknowe.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 122.
A Clerk ther was of Oxenforde also.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 287.
For him was lever han at his beddes hed
A twenty bokes, clothed in black or red,
Of Aristotle, and his philosophie,
Than robes riche, or fidel, or sautrie.
But all be that he was a philosophre,
Yet hadde he but litel gold in cofre.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 295.
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And gladly wolde he lerne, and gladly teche.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 310.
Nowher so besy a man as he ther n' as,
And yet he semed besier than he was.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 323.
His studie was but litel on the Bible.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 440.
For gold in phisike is a cordial;
Therefore he loved gold in special.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 445.
Wide was his parish, and houses fer asonder.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 493.
This noble ensample to his shepe he yaf,—
That first he wrought, and afterwards he taught.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 498.
But Cristes lore, and his apostles twelve,
He taught; but first he folwed it himselve.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 529.
And yet he had a thomb of gold parde.[2:1]
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 565.
Who so shall telle a tale after a man,
He moste reherse, as neighe as ever he can,
Everich word, if it be in his charge,
All speke he never so rudely and so large;
Or elles he moste tellen his tale untrewe,
Or feinen thinges, or finden wordes newe.
Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 733.
For May wol have no slogardie a-night.
The seson priketh every gentil herte,
And maketh him out of his slepe to sterte.
Canterbury Tales. The Knightes Tale. Line 1044.
That field hath eyen, and the wood hath ears.[2:2]
Canterbury Tales. The Knightes Tale. Line 1524.
Up rose the sonne, and up rose Emelie.
Canterbury Tales. The Knightes Tale. Line 2275.
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Min be the travaille, and thin be the glorie.
Canterbury Tales. The Knightes Tale. Line 2408.
To maken vertue of necessite.[3:1]
Canterbury Tales. The Knightes Tale. Line 3044.
And brought of mighty ale a large quart.
Canterbury Tales. The Milleres Tale. Line 3497.
Ther n' is no werkman whatever he be,
That may both werken wel and hastily.[3:2]
This wol be done at leisure parfitly.[3:3]
Canterbury Tales. The Marchantes Tale. Line 585.
Yet in our ashen cold is fire yreken.[3:4]
Canterbury Tales. The Reves Prologue. Line 3880.
The gretest clerkes ben not the wisest men.
Canterbury Tales. The Reves Tale. Line 4051.
So was hire joly whistle wel ywette.
Canterbury Tales. The Reves Tale. Line 4153.
In his owen grese I made him frie.
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