The Canterbury tales

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Title
The Canterbury tales
Author
Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400
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Boston, Mass.: Houghton Mifflin
1957
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"The Canterbury tales." In the digital collection Corpus of Middle English Prose and Verse. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/CT. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 17, 2024.

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The Introduction to the Pardoner's Tale

Oure hooste gan to swere as he were wood; Line 287 Harrow! quod he, by nayles and by blood! Line 288 This was a fals cherl and a fals justise. Line 289 As shameful deeth as herte may devyse Line 290 Come to thise juges and hire advocatz! Line 291 Algate this sely mayde is slayn, allas! Line 292 Allas, to deere boughte she beautee! Line 293 Wherfore I seye al day that men may see Line 294 That yiftes of fortune and of nature Line 295 Been cause of deeth to many a creature. Line 296 Hire beautee was hire deth, I dar wel sayn. Line 297 Allas, so pitously as she was slayn! Line 298 Of bothe yiftes that I speke of now Line 299 Men han ful ofte moore for harm than prow. Line 300 But trewely, myn owene maister deere, Line 301 This is a pitous tale for to heere. Line 302 But nathelees, passe over, is no fors. Line 303 I pray to God so save thy gentil cors, Line 304 And eek thyne urynals and thy jurdones, Line 305 Thyn ypocras, and eek thy galiones, Line 306 And every boyste ful of the letuarie; Line 307 God blesse hem, and oure lady seinte marie! Line 308 So moot I theen, thou art a propre man, Line 309 And lyk a prelat, by seint ronyan! Line 310 Seyde I nat wel? I kan nat speke in terme; Line 311 But wel I woot thou doost myn herte to erme, Line 312 That I almoost have caught a cardynacle. Line 313 By corpus bones! but I have triacle, Line 314 Or elles a draughte of moyste and corny ale, Line 315 Or but I heere anon a myrie tale, Line 316 Myn herte is lost for pitee of this mayde. Line 317 Thou beel amy, thou pardoner, he sayde, Line 318 Telle us som myrthe or japes right anon. Line 319 it shal be doon, quod he, by seint ronyon! Line 320 But first, quod he, heere at this alestake Line 321 I wol bothe drynke and eten of a cake. Line 322 but right anon thise gentils gonne to crye, Line 323 Nay, lat hym telle us of no ribaudye! Line 324 Telle us som moral thyng, that we may leere Line 325 Som wit, and thanne wol we gladly heere. Line 326 I graunte, ywis, quod he, but I moot thynke Line 327 Upon som honest thyng while that I drynke. Line 328
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