The Prologe of the Marchantes Tale 1240 "Now," quod oure Hoost, "Marchaunt, so God yow blesse, "Now," said our Host, "Merchant, as God may you bless,1241 Syn ye so muchel knowen of that art Since you know so much of that…
On the afternoon the Judicial Office summoned Party 568, Butters Butters was helping Kyra rob a street performer. He stood beside the cart with his hands clasped behind his back, bald head tilted toward the glass. Sunlight caught the holy symbol…
The Wife of Bath's Prologue The Prologe of the Wyves Tale of Bathe 282 Thow seyst we wyves wol oure vices hide Thou sayest we wives will hide our vices 283 Til we be fast, and thanne we wol hem shewe -- Until…
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