Poetical Works with Poems Formerly Printed with His Or Attributed to Him, Volume 3G. Bell & sons, 1880 |
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Página 154
... Allas ! your owne Troylus is lorn ! ' ' Ywis so wold I , and I wiste how , Ful fayn ; ' quod sche , ' allas ! that I was born ! ' ' Yhe , nece ? wole ye pulle out the thorn 1 After this stanza Harl . MS . 3943 is written in a new hand ...
... Allas ! your owne Troylus is lorn ! ' ' Ywis so wold I , and I wiste how , Ful fayn ; ' quod sche , ' allas ! that I was born ! ' ' Yhe , nece ? wole ye pulle out the thorn 1 After this stanza Harl . MS . 3943 is written in a new hand ...
Página 155
... allas , for schame ? ' And therwith hir arme over him sche leide , And al forgaf , and ofte tyme him kist . He thanked hir , and to hir spak , and seide As fel to purpose , of his hertis rest ; And sche to that answerde as hir list ...
... allas , for schame ? ' And therwith hir arme over him sche leide , And al forgaf , and ofte tyme him kist . He thanked hir , and to hir spak , and seide As fel to purpose , of his hertis rest ; And sche to that answerde as hir list ...
Página 156
... , him thought his herte diede , And seide , Allas ! upon my sorwes syke , 6 Have mercy , my swete herte , my Cryseyde ! And if that in the wordis that I seide Be any wronge , I wole no more trespace ; 156 TROYLUS AND CRYSEYDE .
... , him thought his herte diede , And seide , Allas ! upon my sorwes syke , 6 Have mercy , my swete herte , my Cryseyde ! And if that in the wordis that I seide Be any wronge , I wole no more trespace ; 156 TROYLUS AND CRYSEYDE .
Página 165
... allas ! that me is woo , That day of us must make disseveraunce ! For tyme it is to ryse , and hennes goo , Or elles I am but lost for evermoo . O nyght , allas ! why nylt thou over us hove , As longe as whan Alcmena lay by Jove ? * 1 ...
... allas ! that me is woo , That day of us must make disseveraunce ! For tyme it is to ryse , and hennes goo , Or elles I am but lost for evermoo . O nyght , allas ! why nylt thou over us hove , As longe as whan Alcmena lay by Jove ? * 1 ...
Página 167
... allas ! I schal the tyme se , That in this place I may be efte with you ; And of my lyf , God wote how that schal be , Syn that desire right now so streineth me , That I am deed anoon but I retourne ; How schulde I longe , alas ! fro ...
... allas ! I schal the tyme se , That in this place I may be efte with you ; And of my lyf , God wote how that schal be , Syn that desire right now so streineth me , That I am deed anoon but I retourne ; How schulde I longe , alas ! fro ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
aftir Allas alwey anone anoon answerde ayen Chaucer chere compleynt Cryseyde dede dere dethe deye Diomede doon doun drede dryve eche eyen fader fals Filostrato frend fynde gode grace grete Harl hath hede herd hire honour joye kynge lady lest lete leve loke lord lyst lyve manere morwe myght myn herte nece never nought nyght oght Ovid Pandare peyne pite plesaunce pleyne poem preve preye quene Quod Pandarus reads rede ryghte sche seid seyde seye seyne shal shold Sith slepe sone sorow sorwe sothe speche speke sterte sunne swete swich Thanne ther therwith thing thou thought thow thurgh thyn thynge toke toun trewe trouthe Troye Troylus tyme unto wele wende wepe whan whanne wher Wherfor wight wist withouten wolde wole word wost wote wyse ywis
Passagens conhecidas
Página 319 - That eyther hath in hevene or helle ybe, Ne may of hit noon other weyes witen, But as he hath herd seyd, or founde it writen ; For by assay ther may no man it preve.
Página 273 - But syn I se ther is no bettre way, And that to late is now for me to rewe, To Diomede algate I wol be trewe.
Página 300 - O yonge, fresshe folkes, he or she, In which that love up groweth with youre age, Repeyreth horn fro worldly vanyte, And of youre herte up casteth the visage To thilke God that after his ymage Yow made, and thynketh al nys but a faire This world, that passeth soone as floures faire.
Página 320 - I so gret affeccioun, As I seyde erst, whan comen is the May, That, in my bed ther daweth "' me no day, That I nam up and walkyng in the mede...
Página 32 - If no love is, O God, what fele I so? And if love is, what thing and which is he?
Página 374 - Wei wot men that a woman hath no myght. What ! shal she crye, or how shal she asterte That hath hire by the throte, with swerd at herte? She axeth grace, and seyth al that she can.
Página 416 - Compleyne I, for ye be my lady dere! I am so sory, now that ye be light; For certes, but ye make me hevy chere...
Página 299 - And in hymself he lough right at the wo Of hem that wepten for his deth so faste...
Página 201 - Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think, there be six Richmonds in the field ; Five have I slain to-day, instead of him: — A horse ! a horse ! my kingdom for a horse ! [Exeunt.
Página 320 - I feyth and ful credence, And in myn herte have hem in reverence So hertely, that ther is game noon That fro my bokes maketh me to goon...