Thow and thy ofspring evere shul be blake, Ne nevere swete noise shul he make, But evere crye again tempest and rain, In tokeninge that thrugh thee my wif is slain. (299- 302)
from Rebloggy Why does the Manciple blame this man's ridiculously rash anger on the crow? Killing the cheating wife makes sense, sort of, but WHY MUST THE CROW SUFFER? THE CROW IS LOYAL! Guys, I wish I could be there to talk about how annoying the moral of this tale is. Hasn't anyone ever told the Manciple that you don't shoot the messenger?
Cecile answerede, ‘O nice creature, Thow seidest no word, sin thow spak to me, That I ne knew therwith thy nicetee, And that thow were, in every manner wise, A lewed officer and a vein justise. (493-497)
“Thre dayes lyved she in this torment, And nevere cessed hem the feith to teche That she hadde fostred; hem she gan to preche,” (Lines 537-539) This is the mosaic above the altar in the crypt of St. Cecilia
And if that he may feelen, out of drede, That ye me touche, or love in vileynye, He right anon wol sle yow with the dede, And in youre yowthe thus ye shullen dye; (155-158)
Three Amigos from fasttrack.hk 'That shal I telle,' quod she, 'er I go. Right as a man hath sapiences thre - Memorye, engin, and intellect also - So in o beinge of divinitee Thre persones may ther right wel be.' (Lines 337-341)
"The longe nyght, and eek a day also, For al the fir and eek the bathes hete She sat al coold and feelede no wo. It made hire nat a drope for to swete. But in that bath hir lif she moste lete," (519-523) https://33.media.tumblr.com/3d237d837ba9e594ccf80074dcb8fe41/tumblr_n5bylldedi1s95j2so1_500.gif
"Men myghten dreden wel and skilfully This lyf to lese, myn owene deere brother, If this were lyvynge oonly and noon other." (320-322) (Jurassic Park, 1993)
"And in oure yerd tho herbes shal I finde, The whiche han of hire propretee by kinde To purge yow binethe and eek above." (2952-2954) https://cdn.someecards.com/someecards/usercards/1337306865460_8421392.png
In al his drede unto the fox he spak, And seyde, "Sire, if that I were as ye, Yet shoulde I seyn, as wys God helps me, Turneth agayn, ye proude cherles alle! A verray prestilence upon you falle! giphy.com
He nolde no swich cursednesse observe. Ivel shal have that ivel wol deserve; Therefore with wilde hors he dide hem drawe, And after that he hang hem by the lawe. (631-634) Versus (From general prologue) And sikerly she was of greet desport, And ful plesaunt and amiable of port,... She was so charitable, and so pitous (137-138/143) Tenor gif Keyboard
And with that word it happed hym, par cas, To take the botel ther the poyson was, And drank, and yaf his felawe dynke also, For which anon they storven bothe two. (885-888) (The Lion King, 1994)
"I rede that oure Hooste shal biganne, /For he is moost envoluped in sinne. /Com forth, sire Hoost, and offre first anon, /And thow shalt kisse the relikes everychon, /Ye, for a grote! Unbokele anon thy purs.'" (941-945) http://www.arielesieling.com/blog/2015/selling-stuff-by-authors
Now, goode men, God foryeve yow youre trespas, And ware yow fro the synne of avarice! Myn hooly pardoun may yow alle warice, So that ye offre nobles or sterlynges, Or elles silver broches, spoones, rynges. (904-908)
"This mirour eek, that I have in myn hond, Hath swich a myght that men may in it see Whan ther shal fallen any adversitee Unto youre regne or to youreself also, And openly who is youre freend or foo." (Lines 132-136) oncepodcast.com
Of sondry doutes thus they jangle and trete, As lewed peple demeth comunly Of thinges that been maad moore subtilly Than they kan in hir lewednesse comprehende; They demen gladly to the badder ende. (220-224)