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150 Ful semely hir wympel pynched was , Hir nose tretys , " hir eyen greye as glas , Hir mouth ful smal , and ther to softe and reed ; But sikerly she hadde a fair forheed ; It was almoost a spanne brood , I trowe , 15 : For hardily ...
150 Ful semely hir wympel pynched was , Hir nose tretys , " hir eyen greye as glas , Hir mouth ful smal , and ther to softe and reed ; But sikerly she hadde a fair forheed ; It was almoost a spanne brood , I trowe , 15 : For hardily ...
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And over al ther as profit sholde arise , Curteis he was , and lowely of servyse ... 92 And rage 93 he koude as it were right a whelpe ; In love - dayes ther koude he muchel helpe , For ther he was nat lyk a cloysterer With a thredbare ...
And over al ther as profit sholde arise , Curteis he was , and lowely of servyse ... 92 And rage 93 he koude as it were right a whelpe ; In love - dayes ther koude he muchel helpe , For ther he was nat lyk a cloysterer With a thredbare ...
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A good Wif was ther of biside Bathe , But she was somdel deef , and that was scathe . 106 Of clooth - makyng she hadde swich an haunt , 107 She passed hem of Ypres and of Gaunt . In al the parisshe wif ne was ther noon That to the ...
A good Wif was ther of biside Bathe , But she was somdel deef , and that was scathe . 106 Of clooth - makyng she hadde swich an haunt , 107 She passed hem of Ypres and of Gaunt . In al the parisshe wif ne was ther noon That to the ...
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PART | 3 |
Sir Patrick Spens | 40 |
The Bitter Withy | 46 |
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