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Page 354 - And sikerly she was of greet desport, And ful plesaunt and amyable of port, And peyned hire to countrefete cheere Of Court, and been estatlich of manere, And to ben holden digne of reverence.
Page 343 - The turtle said (and wex for shame all red) "Though that his lady evermore be straunge, Yet let him serve her alway, till he be deed, Forsooth, I praise not the gooses reed. For tho she died, I would none other make, I will be hers, till that the death me take.
Page 17 - Where is the difficulty in conceiving, that the same powers or principles, whatever they were, which formed this visible world, men and animals, produced also a species of intelligent creatures, of more refined substance and greater authority than the rest ? That these creatures may be capricious, revengeful, passionate, voluptuous, is easily conceived ; nor is any circumstance more apt, among ourselves, to engender such vices, than the license of absolute authority.
Page 357 - Up spryngen speres twenty foot on highte; Out goon the swerdes as the silver brighte; The helmes they tohewen and toshrede; Out brest the blood with stierne stremes rede; With myghty maces the bones they tobreste. He thurgh the thikkeste of the throng gan threste...
Page 350 - The nightingale with so merry a note Answered him, that all the wood rong So sodainly, that as it were a sote, I stood astonied, so was I with the song Thorow rauished, that till late and long, I ne wist in what place I was, ne where, And ayen me thought she song euen by mine ere.
Page 162 - Wel coude he rede a lessoun or a storie, But alderbest he song an offertorie; For wel he wiste, whan that song was songe, He moste preche, and wel affyle his tonge, To winne silver, as he ful wel coude; Therefore he song so meriely and loude.
Page 354 - For Frenche of Paris was to hire unknowe. At mete was she wel ytaughte withalle ; She lette no morsel from hire lippes falle, Ne wette hire fingres in hire sauce depe. Wel coude she carie a morsel, and wel kepe, Thatte no drope ne fell upon hire brest.