Tale Flashcards
For now the grete charitee…
…and prayeres of limitours and other holy freres
Be verray force…
…he rafte hir maydenhede
What thyng…
…is it that wommen most desiren?
A man shal winne us best…
…with flaterye; and with attendance, and with bisinesse
For to be free, and do right…
…as us lest, and that no man repreve us of our vyce
Where as he saugh upon a daunce…
…go, of ladies faire and twenty
Vanisshed was the daunce…
…sane on the grene he saugh sittinge a wyf; a fouler wight ther may no man devyse
Wommen desiren to have sovereynetee…
…as wel over hir housbande as hir love, and for to been in maistrie him above
In Al the court be was ther wyf…
…ne mayde, ne widwe that contraired what he seyde
Thou mak me take unto…
…thy wyf; for wel thou wost that I have kept thy lyf
For Goddes love, as chees a newe…
…requeste; tak al my good, and lat my body go
For though that I be foul, and old, and pove…
…I nolde for al the metal, ne for ore, that under erthe is grave, or lym above, but if thy wyf I were, and eek thy love
That any of my nacioun…
…sholde ever so foule disparaged be!
And al day after hidde…
…him as an oule, so wo was him, his wyf looked so foul
Whan he was with his wyf…
…a-bedde y-broght; he walweth, and he turneth to and fro
His olde wyf lay…
…smylinge evermo
Fareth every knight…
…thus with his wyf as ye?
Thou art so loothly…
…and so old also
And ther to comen…
…of so lowe a kinde
But for ye speken of swich gentillesse…
…as is descended out of old richesse, that therefore sholde not ye be gentil man, swich arrogance is nat worth an hen
Loke who that is most vertuous alway…
…privee and apert, and most entendeth ay to do the gentil dedes that he kan, and tak him for the grettest gentil man
Crist wol we clayme…
…of him our gentillesse, nat of our eldres for hir old richesse
For though they yeve us al hir heritage…
…for which we clayme to been of heigh parage, yet may they nat biquethe, for no thyng to noon of us hir vertuous living
Dantes tale: ful selde up riseth by his branches smale prowesse…
…of a man, for God, of his goodnesse wol that of hym we clayme our gentillesse