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Page 161 - Ful loth were him to cursen for his tithes, But rather wolde he yeven out of doute, Unto his poure parishens aboute, Of his offring, and eke of his substance.
Page 161 - PERSOUN of a toun ; But riche he was of holy thought and werk. He was also a lerned man, a clerk, That Cristes gospel trewely wolde preche ; His parisshens devoutly wolde he teche.
Page 155 - Therfore he was a prickasoure a right: Greihoundes he hadde as swift as foul of flight: Of pricking and of hunting for the hare Was all his lust, for no cost wolde he spare. I saw his sieves purfiled at the hond With gris, and that the finest of the lond.
Page 213 - One foote further I will not gone; They shall not drowne, by St. John, And I may save their lyfe ! They loved me full well, by Christ! 205 But thou wilt let them in thy chist, Els rowe forth, Noe, whether thou list, And get thee a new wife. Noe. Sem, sonne, loe, thy mother is wraw.
Page 157 - A few sheep spinning on the feld she kept, She wolde not ben idel til she slept. And whan she homward came, she wolde bring Wortes and other herbes times oft, The which she shred and sethe for hire living, And made hire bed ful hard, and nothing soft: And ay she kept hire fadres lif on loft With every obeisance and diligence, That child may don to fadres reverence.
Page 155 - His hed was balled, and shone as any glas, And eke his face, as it hadde ben anoint. He was a lord ful fat and in good point. His eyen stepe, and rolling in his hed, That stemed as a forneis of a led.
Page 157 - Hire olde poure fader fostred she: A few sheep spinning on the feld she kept, She wolde not ben idel til she slept. And whan she homward came, she wolde bring Wortes and other herbes times...
Page 162 - Ne of his speche dangerous ne digne, .But in his teching discrete and benigne. To drawen folk to heven, with fairenesse, By good ensample, was his besinesse : But it were any persone obstinat, What so he were of highe, or low estat, Him wolde he snibben sharply for the nones.
Page 148 - The language of our fathers. Here he dwelt For many a cheerful day. These ancient walls Have often heard him, while his legends blithe He sang; of love or knighthood, or the wiles Of homely life; through each estate and age, The fashions and follies of the world With cunning hand portraying.