Prologue to Sir Thopas
PROLOGUE TO SIR THOPAS Part of the Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer The Merry Words of the Host to Chaucer When told was all this miracle, every man So sober fell ’twas wonderful to see,…
PROLOGUE TO SIR THOPAS Part of the Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer The Merry Words of the Host to Chaucer When told was all this miracle, every man So sober fell ’twas wonderful to see,…
SIR THOPAS Part of the Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer The First Fit Listen, lords, with good intent, I truly will a tale present Of mirth and of solace; All of a knight was fair…
THE PROLOGUE TO THE PARDONER’S TALE Part of the Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer Radix malorum est Cupiditas: Ad Thimotheum, sexto. “Masters,” quoth he, “in churches, when I preach, I am at pains that all…
PROLOGUE Part of the Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer Here begins the Book of the Tales of Canterbury When April with his showers sweet with fruit The drought of March has pierced unto the root…
THE MILLER’S TALE Part of the Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer Once on a time was dwelling in Oxford A wealthy lout who took in guests to board, And of his craft he was a…
THE FRIAR’S TALE Part of the Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer Once on a time there dwelt in my country An archdeacon, a man of high degree, Who boldly executed the Church’s frown In punishment…
THE CLERK’S TALE Part of the Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer There is, in the west side of Italy, Down at the foot of Mount Viso the cold, A pleasant plain that yields abundantly, Where…
THE SQUIRE’S PROLOGUE Part of the Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer Squire, come nearer, if your will it be, And speak to us of love; for certainly You know thereof as much as any man.”…
THE FRANKLIN’S PROLOGUE Part of the Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer These ancient gentle Bretons, in their days, Of divers high adventures made great lays And rhymed them in their primal Breton tongue, The which…
THE CANON’S YEOMAN’S PROLOGUE Part of the Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer When Saint Cecilia’s Life was done, and whiles We had not farther gone a good five miles, At Boughton-under-Blean us did o’ertake A…