He was a verray, parfit gentil knyght.
He was a verray, parfit gentil knyght.
Sourced, The Canterbury Tales
General Prologue, l. 72
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- This world nys but a thurghfare ful of wo,
And we been pilgrymes, passynge to and fro;
Deeth is an ende of every worldly soore. - View Quote Details on This world nys but a thurghfare ful of wo,
And we… - Soun is noght but air ybroken,
And every speche that is spoken,
Loud or privee, foul or fair,
In his substaunce is but air;
For as flaumbe is but lighted smoke,
Right so soun is air ybroke. - View Quote Details on Soun is noght but air ybroken,
And every speche that is… - Of studie took he most cure and most hede.
Noght o word spak he more than was nede,
And that was seyd in forme and reverence,
And short and quik, and ful of hy sentence.
Souninge in moral vertu was his speche,
And gladly wolde he lerne, and gladly teche. - View Quote Details on Of studie took he most cure and most hede… - He coude songes make, and wel endite. - View Quote Details on He coude songes make, and wel endite.
- A Clerk ther was of Oxenforde also. - View Quote Details on A Clerk ther was of Oxenforde also.
- What is this world? what asketh men to have?
Now with his love, now in his colde grave
Allone, withouten any compaignye. - View Quote Details on What is this world? what asketh men to have?
Now with… - For which he wex a litel red for shame,
Whan he the peple upon him herde cryen,
That to beholde it was a noble game,
How sobreliche he caste doun his yen.
Criseyda gan al his chere aspyen,
And let so softe it in her herte sinke
That to herself she seyde, “Who yaf me drinke?” - View Quote Details on For which he wex a litel red for shame,
Whan he… - And therfore, at the kynges court, my brother,
Ech man for hymself, ther is noon oother. - View Quote Details on And therfore, at the kynges court, my brother,
Ech man for… - Ful wys is he that kan hymselven knowe! - View Quote Details on Ful wys is he that kan hymselven knowe!
- Forbede us thing, and that desiren we;
Preesse on us faste, and thanne wol we flee.
With daunger oute we al oure chaffare:
Greet prees at market maketh dere ware,
And too greet chepe is holden at litel pris. - View Quote Details on Forbede us thing, and that desiren we;
Preesse on us faste,…
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