Geoffrey Chaucer
1342/43 - 1400
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The Canterbury Tales
Fragment VIIThe Nun's Priest's Prologue
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Heere stynteth the Knyghtthe Monk of his tale.
Hoo! quod the knyght, good sire, namoore of this!That ye han seyd is right ynough, ywis,And muchel moore; for litel hevynesse | |
2770 | Is right ynough to muche folk, I gesse.I seye for me, it is a greet disese,Whereas men han been in greet welthe and ese,To heeren of hire sodeyn fal, allas!And the contrarie is joye and greet solas, |
2775 | As whan a man hath been in povre estaat,And clymbeth up and wexeth fortunat,And there abideth in prosperitee.Swich thyng is gladsom, as it thynketh me,And of swich thyng were goodly for to telle. |
2780 | Ye, quod oure hooste, by seint poules belle!Ye seye right sooth; this monk he clappeth lowde.He spak how fortune covered with a clowdeI noot nevere what; and als of a tragedieRight now ye herde, and, pardee, no remedie |
2785 | It is for to biwaille ne compleyneThat that is doon, and als it is a peyne,As ye han seyd, to heere of hevynesse.Sire monk, namoore of this, so God yow blesse!Youre tale anoyeth al this compaignye. |
2790 | Swich talkyng is nat worth a boterflye,For therinne is ther no desport ne game.Wherfore, sire monk, or daun piers by youre name,I pray yow hertely telle us somwhat elles;For sikerly, nere clunkyng of youre belles, |
2795 | That on youre bridel hange on every syde,By hevene kyng, that for us alle dyde,I sholde er this han fallen doun for sleep,Althogh the slough had never been so deep;Thanne hadde your tale al be toold in veyn. |
2800 | For certeinly, as that thise clerkes seyn,Whereas a man may have noon audience,Noght helpeth it to tellen his sentence.And wel I woot the substance is in me,If any thyng shal wel reported be. |
2805 | Sir, sey somwhat of huntyng, I yow preye.Nay, quod this monk, I have no lust to pleye.Now lat another telle, as I have toold.Thanne spak oure hoost with rude speche and boold,And seyde unto the nonnes preest anon, |
2810 | Com neer, thou preest, com hyder, thou sir john!
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