His studie was but litel on the Bible.
His studie was but litel on the Bible.
Sourced, The Canterbury Tales
General Prologue, l. 440
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- He was a verray, parfit gentil knyght. - View Quote Details on He was a verray, parfit gentil knyght.
- Whan that Aprill with his shoures soote
The droghte of March hath perced to the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swych licour
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Whan Zephirus eek with his sweete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Ram his halve cours yronne,
And smale foweles maken melodye,
That slepen al the nyght with open ye
(So priketh hem nature in hir corages);
Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages. - View Quote Details on Whan that Aprill with his shoures soote
The droghte of March… - Thanne is it wysdom, as it thynketh me,
To maken vertu of necessitee. - View Quote Details on Thanne is it wysdom, as it thynketh me,
To maken vertu… - For out of olde feldes, as men seith,
Cometh al this new corn fro yeer to yere;
And out of olde bokes, in good feith,
Cometh al this newe science that men lere. - View Quote Details on For out of olde feldes, as men seith,
Cometh al this… - 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… - Ful wys is he that kan hymselven knowe! - View Quote Details on Ful wys is he that kan hymselven knowe!
- The lyf so short, the craft so longe to lerne.
Th’ assay so hard, so sharp the conquerynge,
The dredful joye, alwey that slit so yerne;
Al this mene I be love. - View Quote Details on The lyf so short, the craft so longe to lerne.
Th’… - 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… - 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… - For May wol have no slogardie a-night.
The seson priketh every gentil herte,
And maketh him out of his slepe to sterte. - View Quote Details on For May wol have no slogardie a-night.
The seson priketh every…
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