The Friar’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
A sunny shaft did I behold, From sky to earth it slanted: And poised therein a bird so bold Sweet ...
Song (Act II, Scene I, lines 65-80) A sunny shaft did I behold, From sky to earth it slanted : ...
The Hunting The Bellman looked uffish, and wrinkled his brow. "If only you'd spoken before! It's excessively awkward to mention ...
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
The forest holds high carnival to-day, And every hill-side glows with gold and fire; Ivy and sumac dress in colors ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
When my love was away, Full three days were not sped, I caught my fancy astray Thinking if she were ...
WE take from life one little share, And say that this shall be A space, redeemed from toil and care, ...
What is she writing? Watch her now, How fast her fingers move ! How eagerly her youthful brow Is bent ...
The room is quiet, thoughts alone People its mute tranquillity; The yoke put on, the long task done, I am, ...
Sir, since the last Elizabethan died, Or, rather, that more Paradisal muse, Blind with much light, passed to the light ...
Of all the gods that gave me all their glories To-day there deigns to walk with me but one. I ...
Warriors and chiefs! should the shaft or the sword Pierce me in leading the host of the Lord, Heed not ...
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft, and charms so ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
Morning, evening, noon and night, ``Praise God!; sang Theocrite. Then to his poor trade he turned, Whereby the daily meal ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
All June I bound the rose in sheaves. Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves And strew them where ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I. I dream of a red-rose tree. And which of its roses three Is the dearest rose to me? II. ...
I wonder how you feel to-day As I have felt since, hand in hand, We sat down on the grass, ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
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