The Canterbury Tales. Chaucer's Tale of Meliboeus.
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HE PROLOGUE. "No more of this, for Godde's dignity!"Quoth oure Hoste; "for thou makest meSo weary of thy very lewedness,That, all so wisly God my soule bless,Mine eares ache for thy drafty speech.Now such a rhyme the devil I beteche:This may well be rhyme doggerel," quoth he."Why so?" quoth I; "why wilt thou lette meMore of my tale than any other man,Since that it is the best rhyme that I can?""By God!" quoth he, "for, plainly at one word,Thy drafty rhyming is not worth a tord:Thou dost naught elles but dispendest time.Sir, at one word, thou shalt no longer rhyme.Let see whether thou canst tellen aught in gest,Or tell in prose somewhat, at the least,In which there be some mirth or some doctrine.""Gladly," quoth I, "by Godde's sweete pine,I will you tell a little thing in prose,That oughte like you, as I suppose,Or else certes ye be too dangerous.It is a moral tale virtuous,All be it told sometimes in sundry wiseBy sundry folk, as I shall you devise.As thus, ye wot that ev'ry Evangelist,That telleth us the pain of Jesus Christ,He saith not all thing as his fellow doth;But natheless their sentence is all soth,And all accorden as in their sentence,All be there in their telling difference;For some of them say more, and some say less,When they his piteous passion express;I mean of Mark and Matthew, Luke and John;But doubteless their sentence is all one.Therefore, lordinges all, I you beseech,If that ye think I vary in my speech,As thus, though that I telle somedeal moreOf proverbes, than ye have heard beforeComprehended in this little treatise here,T'enforce with the effect of my mattere,And though I not the same wordes sayAs ye have heard, yet to you all I prayBlame me not; for as in my sentenceShall ye nowhere finde no differenceFrom the sentence of thilke treatise lite,After the which this merry tale I write.And therefore hearken to what I shall say,And let me tellen all my tale, I pray."
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