#Defendu st louis full#

*Though he the sooth of her defaulte wist * *though he trulyДЄll had she taken priestes two or three.вЂ‹PERSUIS, Louis Luc Loiseau de, born at Metz May 21, 1769, studied under his father, one of the musical staff of the Cathedral, and soon became a good violinist. His beastes and his store shall multiply.ДЇor though a man be fallвЂ™n in jealous rage,ДЄnd never shall he more his wife mistrist,* *mistrust Will every week, ere that the cock him croweth,ДЇasting, y-drinken of this well a draught, вЂњIf that the goodman, that the beastes oweth,* *owneth Shall every sheep be whole, that of this wellДrinketh a draught take keep* of that I tell.

Take water of that well, and wash his tongue, 'Good men,' say I, 'take of my wordes keep * *heed Then have I in latoun* a shoulder-bone *brass Relics they be, as *weene they* each one. Y-crammed fall of cloutes* and of bones *rags, fragments Then show I forth my longe crystal stones, That no man be so hardy, priest nor clerk, of my person*ДЄnd after that then tell I forth my tales. That shew I first, *my body to warrent,* *for the protection I paine me to have an hautein* speech, *take pains **loud ДЄnd ring it out, as round as doth a bell, Lordings (quoth he), in churche when I preach, The pardoner is drunk, which explains his boastful and revealing confession of his deceits. (TranscriberвЂ™s Note)In this scene the pilgrims are refreshing themselves at tables in front of an inn. As to вЂњmoist,вЂќ see note 39 to the Prologue to the Tales.ДЁ. Cardiacle: heartache from Greek, вЂњkardialgia.вЂќД§. Erme: grieve from Anglo-Saxon, вЂњearme,вЂќ wretched.ДҐ. Boist: box French вЂњboite,вЂќ old form вЂњboiste.вЂќД¤. Mediaeval medical writers see note 36 to the Prologue to the Tales.ДЈ. The nails and blood of Christ, by which it was then a fashion to swear.Дў. Notes to the Prologue to the PardonerвЂ™s TaleДЎ. Upon some honest thing while that I drink.' 'I grant y-wis,'* quoth he 'but I must think *surely Some wit,* and thenne will we gladly hear.' *wisdom, sense Tell us some moral thing, that we may lear* *learn 'It shall be done,' quoth he, 'by Saint Ronion.Д«ut first,' quoth he, 'here at this ale-stake* *ale-house sign 'Tell us some mirth of japes* right anon.' *jokes Thou *bel ami,* thou Pardoner,' he said, *good friend* Mine heart is brost* for pity of this maid. Or but* I hear anon a merry tale, *unless Or else a draught of moist and corny ale, That I have almost caught a cardiacle:* *heartache Д«y corpus Domini, but* I have triacle,** *unless **a remedy Said I not well? Can I not speak *in term?* *in set form*Д«ut well I wot thou dost* mine heart to erme,** *makest **grieve So may I the',* thou art a proper man, *thrive God bless them, and our lady Sainte Mary.

#Defendu st louis full#

I pray to God to save thy gentle corse,* *bodyДЄnd every boist* full of thy lectuary, *box Men have full often more harm than prow,*] *profitД«ut natheless, pass over 'tis *no force.* *no matter* Her beauty was her death, I dare well sayn Wherefore I say, that all day man may see This was a cursed thief, a false justice.Д¬ome to these judges and their advoca's.* *advocates, counsellorsДЄlgate* this sely** maid is slain, alas! *nevertheless **innocent 'Harow!' quoth he, 'by nailes and by blood,