And all was feeling and tender heart. So much of sociability and elegant speech.                  But he considered that same text not worth an oyster; 216         With frankeleyns over al in his contree, Of grease, when she had drunk her drink. So much of sociability and elegant speech. 109         A not heed hadde he, with a broun visage. ed., The Riverside Chaucer, Houghton Mifflin Company; used with permission of the publisher. 240         He knew the tavernes wel in every toun                  And fought for our faith at Tlemcen 96         Juste and eek daunce, and weel purtreye and write.                  And specially from every shire's end                  He never yet said any rude word 215         Ful wel biloved and famulier was he 204         Now certeinly he was a fair prelaat; 217         And eek with worthy wommen of the toun; 219         As seyde hymself, moore than a curat,                  And he had been for a time on a cavalry expedition                  She had some small hounds that she fed                  For if he gave, he (the friar) dared to assert,                  This same worthy knight had also been 39         Of ech of hem, so as it semed me, 213         Of yonge wommen at his owene cost. 107         His arwes drouped noght with fetheres lowe), 199         And eek his face, as he hadde been enoynt. 217         And eek with worthy wommen of the toun; 205         He was nat pale as a forpyned goost.                  The bedrooms and the stables were spacious,                  And certainly he had a merry voice: His boots supple, his horse in excellent condition. 172         Ther as this lord was kepere of the celle.                  Always to pore upon a book in the cloister, 135         Of grece, whan she dronken hadde hir draughte.                  Nor wet her fingers deep in her sauce;                  And also with worthy women of the town;                  Her nose well formed, her eyes gray as glass,                  There was a FRIAR, a pleasure-loving and merry one, 238         His nekke whit was as the flour-de-lys; He was at Alexandria when it was won.                  There was a MONK, an extremely fine one, 213         Of yonge wommen at his owene cost. 233         His typet was ay farsed ful of knyves 167         A manly man, to been an abbot able. 140         Of court, and to been estatlich of manere, She reached for her food in a very seemly manner.                  Her wimple was pleated in a very seemly manner, 180         Is likned til a fissh that is waterlees -- 86         In Flaundres, in Artoys, and Pycardie, 142         But for to speken of hire conscience, 146         Of smale houndes hadde she that she fedde A limiter (with an assigned territory), a very solemn man. 138         And ful plesaunt, and amyable of port, The Miller's Prologueand Tale. 123         Entuned in hir nose ful semely; 219         As seyde hymself, moore than a curat, 135         Of grece, whan she dronken hadde hir draughte.                  (He well knew how to care for his equipment as a yeoman should; Of young women at his own cost.                  It was almost nine inches broad, I believe;                  And he had been for a time on a cavalry expedition 221         Ful swetely herde he confessioun, Where this lord was prior of the subordinate monastery. 221         Ful swetely herde he confessioun, And he (the yeoman) was clad in coat and hood of green. 141         And to ben holden digne of reverence. 70         He nevere yet no vileynye ne sayde                  And his absolution was pleasant:                  He gave not a plucked hen for that text Her cloak was very well made , as I was aware.                  An outrider (a monk with business outside the monastery), who loved hunting,                  For unto such a worthy man as he                  A lover and a lively bachelor, His horses were good, but he was not gaily dressed. 242         Bet than a lazar or a beggestere, 117         A forster was he, soothly, as I gesse. Home 2. 28         The chambres and the stables weren wyde,                  His eyes were prominent, and rolling in his head, 152         Hir nose tretys, hir eyen greye as glas, And pins, to give to fair wives.                  Well ornamented and sharp as the point of a spear; 191         Of prikyng and of huntyng for the hare                  As he said himself, more than a parish priest, Suggestions. May peace, love, and compassion forever be with you. It is not known precisely when Chaucer stopped working on the Canterbury Tales, or why, but he probably started this literary project in or around 1387.                  He (the Knight) had A YEOMAN and no more servants 224         Ther as he wiste to have a good pitaunce.                  And small fowls make melody, 160         And theron heng a brooch of gold ful sheene, 142         But for to speken of hire conscience, A fat swan loved he best of any roast. The rooms and stables spacious were and wide,                  This same worthy knight had also been 133         Hir over-lippe wyped she so clene His saddle horse was as brown as is a berry. 114         Harneised wel and sharp as point of spere; 91         Syngynge he was, or floytynge, al the day; 171         And eek as loude as dooth the chapel belle 239         Therto he strong was as a champioun. 125         After the scole of Stratford atte Bowe, 45         To riden out, he loved chivalrie, How shal the world be served?                  Now certainly he was a handsome ecclesiastical dignitary; Where he knew he would have a good gift.                  With landowners every where in his country,                  He had very many fine horses in his stable, 204         Now certeinly he was a fair prelaat;                  She let no morsel fall from her lips,                  And certainly he had a merry voice: 94         Wel koude he sitte on hors and faire ryde.                  Her nose well formed, her eyes gray as glass, Her mouth very small, and moreover soft and red. 180         Is likned til a fissh that is waterlees -- His horses were good, but he was not gaily dressed.                  And she spoke French very well and elegantly, 133         Hir over-lippe wyped she so clene Where he knew he would have a good gift. 185         Upon a book in cloystre alwey to poure, 196         He hadde of gold ywroght a ful curious pyn;                  And every innkeeper and barmaid 190         Grehoundes he hadde as swift as fowel in flight;                  Against another heathen in Turkey; 30         And shortly, whan the sonne was to reste,                  And to fasten his hood under his chin, 91         Syngynge he was, or floytynge, al the day;                  And although he was brave, he was prudent, 120         Hire gretteste ooth was but by Seinte Loy; And in his hand he carried a mighty bow. See all formats and editions.                  She wiped her upper lip so clean                  And surely she was of excellent deportment, 220         For of his ordre he was licenciat. 230         He may nat wepe, althogh hym soore smerte. 191         Of prikyng and of huntyng for the hare And wonderfully agile, and of great strength.                  I saw his sleeves lined at the hand He was not pale as a tormented spirit. 53         Aboven alle nacions in Pruce; 244         Acorded nat, as by his facultee, 229         For many a man so hard is of his herte, For French of Paris was to her unknown.                  Or work with his hands, and labor,                  Against another heathen in Turkey; 21         Redy to wenden on my pilgrymage She reached for her food in a very seemly manner. 77         For he was late ycome from his viage, 222         And plesaunt was his absolucioun: 162         And after Amor vincit omnia.                  There was a FRIAR, a pleasure-loving and merry one, 193         I seigh his sleves purfiled at the hond                  With landowners every where in his country, Was all his pleasure, by no means would he refrain from it. 129         Ne wette hir fyngres in hir sauce depe; 67         And everemoore he hadde a sovereyn prys. 137         And sikerly she was of greet desport,                  And conducted himself well, for so little a space of time,                  And when he rode, one could hear his bridle 188         Lat Austyn have his swynk to hym reserved! 105         Under his belt he bar ful thriftily This is to say, a monk out of his cloister. One may give silver to the poor friars.                  Why should he study and make himself crazy, 234         And pynnes, for to yeven faire wyves. 182         But thilke text heeld he nat worth an oystre;                  But surely she had a fair forehead;                  Of his stature he was of moderate height,                  To seek the holy blessed martyr, 57         Of Algezir, and riden in Belmarye. He had a close-cropped head, with a brown face.                  For unto such a worthy man as he                  And every innkeeper and barmaid 110         Of wodecraft wel koude he al the usage. 163         Another NONNE with hire hadde she, 128         She leet no morsel from hir lippes falle, 51         At Alisaundre he was whan it was wonne. 127         At mete wel ytaught was she with alle; A side-by-side No Fear translation of The Canterbury Tales General Prologue: Page 2. 186         Or swynken with his handes, and laboure,                  And his absolution was pleasant:                  And when he rode, one could hear his bridle 146         Of smale houndes hadde she that she fedde 147         With rosted flessh, or milk and wastel-breed. 118         Ther was also a Nonne, a PRIORESSE, 228         He wiste that a man was repentaunt; 209         A lymytour, a ful solempne man. Who was her secretary, and three priests. Fidelity and good reputation, generosity and courtesy.                  All stained (with rust) by his coat of mail, 234         And pynnes, for to yeven faire wyves. 30         And shortly, whan the sonne was to reste, 101         A YEMAN hadde he and servantz namo 138         And ful plesaunt, and amyable of port, Let Augustine have his work reserved to him! 36         Er that I ferther in this tale pace, 187         As Austyn bit? 83         Of his stature he was of evene lengthe, 82         Of twenty yeer of age he was, I gesse.                  He well knew how to sing and play on a rote (string instrument); 221         Ful swetely herde he confessioun, 109         A not heed hadde he, with a broun visage. 242         Bet than a lazar or a beggestere, Furthermore he was strong as a champion fighter. 177         He yaf nat of that text a pulled hen, 155         It was almoost a spanne brood, I trowe;                  He (the Knight) had A YEOMAN and no more servants 40         And whiche they weren, and of what degree, 238         His nekke whit was as the flour-de-lys; In fellowship, and they were all pilgrims. 37         Me thynketh it acordaunt to resoun 171         And eek as loude as dooth the chapel belle 180         Is likned til a fissh that is waterlees --                  She would weep, if she saw a mouse 47         Ful worthy was he in his lordes werre,                  Of his stature he was of moderate height, 238         His nekke whit was as the flour-de-lys; And of his deportment as meek as is a maid. 28         The chambres and the stables weren wyde, 178         That seith that hunters ben nat hooly men, 102         At that tyme, for hym liste ride so, 185         Upon a book in cloystre alwey to poure,                  He knew that a man was repentant; 136         Ful semely after hir mete she raughte. 196         He hadde of gold ywroght a ful curious pyn; 235         And certeinly he hadde a murye note: 207         His palfrey was as broun as is a berye. 95         He koude songes make and wel endite,                  And when he rode, one could hear his bridle                  With landowners every where in his country, This is to say, a monk out of his cloister.                  Of his stature he was of moderate height, 237         Of yeddynges he baar outrely the pris.                  His hood was always stuffed full of knives 185         Upon a book in cloystre alwey to poure, 76         Al bismotered with his habergeon, 135         Of grece, whan she dronken hadde hir draughte. 19         Bifil that in that seson on a day, 74         His hors were goode, but he was nat gay. Ramos.                  Why should he study and make himself crazy, 71         In al his lyf unto no maner wight. The Canterbury Tales A Complete Translation into Modern English by Ronald L. Ecker and Eugene J. Crook. 135         Of grece, whan she dronken hadde hir draughte. He well knew all the practice of woodcraft. The Miller’s Prologue. He well knew how to sit on horse and handsomely ride. 211         So muchel of daliaunce and fair langage.                  But surely she had a fair forehead;                  He heard confession very sweetly, So much of sociability and elegant speech. 234         And pynnes, for to yeven faire wyves.                  And certainly he had a merry voice: Furthermore he was strong as a champion fighter. 119         That of hir smylyng was ful symple and coy; 132         In curteisie was set ful muchel hir lest. 210         In alle the ordres foure is noon that kan 240         He knew the tavernes wel in every toun                  For to give to a poor order (of friars) 92         He was as fressh as is the month of May. 216         With frankeleyns over al in his contree, 107         His arwes drouped noght with fetheres lowe), 59         Whan they were wonne, and in the Grete See • held various jobs, including royal messenger, justice of the peace, and forester. 206         A fat swan loved he best of any roost. 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