WoB Other Quotes Flashcards
What does the wise astrologer Ptholome say about happiness?
Of alle men his wisdom is the hyeste
That rekketh nevere who hath the world in honde
After thy text, ne after thy rubriche,
I wol nat wirche as muchel as a gnat. (I care more for a fly than for your interpretation)
The wife is stubborn - she won’t listen to others interpretation
Quote about age similar to views of age in Volpone
But age, allas, that wol envenime,
Hath me biraft my beautee and my pith.
In her dream, what does she say blood stands for?
For blood bitokeneth gold, as me was taught.
And al was fals
When her fourth husband dies, she weeps bit is also happy - like in Volpone where Mosca says “The weeping of an heir should still be laughter, / Under a visor.”
Whan that my fourthe housbonde was on beere,
I weep algate, and made sory cheer
Finding a fair woman who is chaste is like what?
Jankin: A fair womman, but she be chaast also,
Is lyk a gold ring in a sowes nose (in Volpone, Corvino doesn’t seem to appreciate this)
Tale: in the times of King Arthur, what was the land filled with?
Al this land fulfild of faierie.
The elf-queene, with hir joly compaignie,
Daunce do ful ofte in many a grene mede.
Tale: what walks now where the fairies used to walk?
For ther as wont to walken was an elf,
Ther walketh now the limitour himself
Tale: the King gives the power to the women
But that the queene and othere ladies mo
So longe preyeden king of grace,
Til he his lyf him graunted in the place,
And yaf him to the queene, al at hir wille
Tale: The knight discovers the old woman
No creature saugh he that bar lyf,
Save on the grene he saugh sittinge a wyf;
A fouler wight ther may no man devise
Tale: the old woman, like Celia in Volpone, values marriage and love over wealth and material possessions
Woman: For thogh I be foul, and oold, and poore,
I nolde for al the metal, ne for oore,
That under erthe is grave, or lith above,
But if thy wyf I were, and eek thy love.”
Tale: the old wife convinces the knight that nobility stems from God
Crist wole we claime of him oure gentillesse,
Nat of oure eldres for hire old richesse
Tale: Dantes tale
Ful seyde up riseth by his branches smale
Prowesse of man, for God, of his goodnesse (man’s moral excellence spreads from our origin in God)
Tale: man is low by his deeds, not his birth
For vileyns sinful dedes make a cherl. (…)
For gentillesse cometh fro God allone
Tale: the old wife makes the point that Jesus chose a poor life
They hye God, on whom that we bileeve, In wilful poverte chees to live his lyf. And certes every man, maiden, or wyf, May understonde that Jhesus, hevene king, Ne wolde nat chese a vicious living.