He wore a tunic of coarse cloth                  On which there was first written an A with a crown,                  The bedrooms and the stables were spacious, For, certainly, she was not undergrown. A Christopher-medal of bright silver on his breast. 133         Hir over-lippe wyped she so clene 184         What sholde he studie and make hymselven wood, Who intended to ride toward Canterbury. He was not pale as a tormented spirit. Let Augustine have his work reserved to him!                  She wiped her upper lip so clean 135         Of grece, whan she dronken hadde hir draughte.                  He (the Knight) had A YEOMAN and no more servants                  And in brief, when the sun was (gone) to rest, Of young women at his own cost.                  And who they were, and of what social rank,                  With landowners every where in his country, 141         And to ben holden digne of reverence. How shall the world be served? Who was her secretary, and three priests.                  To Canterbury with a very devout spirit, 118         Ther was also a Nonne, a PRIORESSE,                  Of tracking and of hunting for the hare 174         By cause that it was old and somdel streit To read frames, you need Netscape 2.0 or higher..                  He carried a horn, the shoulder strap was green; 90         Al ful of fresshe floures, whyte and reede. 208         A FRERE ther was, a wantowne and a merye, 152         Hir nose tretys, hir eyen greye as glas, 118         Ther was also a Nonne, a PRIORESSE, 205         He was nat pale as a forpyned goost. 31         So hadde I spoken with hem everichon                  His eyes were prominent, and rolling in his head, 21         Redy to wenden on my pilgrymage                  Nor wet her fingers deep in her sauce; 209         A lymytour, a ful solempne man. The recommended text, The Wyf of Bath, ed. 160         And theron heng a brooch of gold ful sheene, 148         But soore wepte she if oon of hem were deed, 70         He nevere yet no vileynye ne sayde                  For if he gave, he (the friar) dared to assert, 114         Harneised wel and sharp as point of spere; His gown was short, with long and wide sleeves. 199         And eek his face, as he hadde been enoynt. 204         Now certeinly he was a fair prelaat;                  There was also a Nun, a PRIORESS, Let Augustine have his work reserved to him!                  She had some small hounds that she fed 152         Hir nose tretys, hir eyen greye as glas,                  For unto such a worthy man as he 116         An horn he bar, the bawdryk was of grene;                  He had very many fine horses in his stable, 189         Therfore he was a prikasour aright:                  He well knew how to sing and play on a rote (string instrument); 193         I seigh his sleves purfiled at the hond                  With squirrel fur, and that the finest in the land;                  She was so charitable and so compassionate 218         For he hadde power of confessioun, 198         His heed was balled, that shoon as any glas,                  He knew how to make songs and well compose (the words), 54         In Lettow hadde he reysed and in Ruce,                  Well ornamented and sharp as the point of a spear; 163         Another NONNE with hire hadde she,                  His neck was white as a lily flower; 181         This is to seyn, a monk out of his cloystre.                  She would weep, if she saw a mouse 169         And whan he rood, men myghte his brydel heere 193         I seigh his sleves purfiled at the hond THE PROLOGE OF THE WYVES TALE OF BATHE. 222         And plesaunt was his absolucioun: He well knew all the practice of woodcraft. 41         And eek in what array that they were inne; 226         Is signe that a man is wel yshryve; And I said his opinion was good. 211         So muchel of daliaunce and fair langage. The General Prologue The Knight's Tale The Miller's Prologue and Tale The Reeve's Prologue and Tale The Cook's Prologue and Tale.                  It was almost nine inches broad, I believe; 94         Wel koude he sitte on hors and faire ryde.                  Of each of them, as it seemed to me,                  His arrows did not fall short because of drooping feathers), 122         Ful weel she soong the service dyvyne, 139         And peyned hire to countrefete cheere                  And also as loud as does the chapel belle 168         Ful many a deyntee hors hadde he in stable, A limiter (with an assigned territory), a very solemn man. 196         He hadde of gold ywroght a ful curious pyn; 243         For unto swich a worthy man as he 156         For, hardily, she was nat undergrowe.                  When the West Wind also with its sweet breath,                  He carried under his belt very properly                  And fought for our faith at Tlemcen 49         As wel in cristendom as in hethenesse, 169         And whan he rood, men myghte his brydel heere 233         His typet was ay farsed ful of knyves 146         Of smale houndes hadde she that she fedde                  A sheaf of peacock arrows, bright and keen,                   When April with its sweet-smelling showers 219         As seyde hymself, moore than a curat,                  Because it was old and somewhat strict 218         For he hadde power of confessioun,                  She well knew how to carry a morsel (to her mouth) and take good care And all was feeling and tender heart.                  But to tell you of his clothing, 146         Of smale houndes hadde she that she fedde                  And she took pains to imitate the manners One may give silver to the poor friars. 198         His heed was balled, that shoon as any glas,                  Therefore instead of weeping and prayers                  In every wood and field has breathed life into Furthermore he was strong as a champion fighter. 152         Hir nose tretys, hir eyen greye as glas, 163         Another NONNE with hire hadde she,                  Against another heathen in Turkey; He was as fresh as is the month of May. 127         At mete wel ytaught was she with alle;                  And also with worthy women of the town; 82         Of twenty yeer of age he was, I gesse. 202         That stemed as a forneys of a leed; 29         And wel we weren esed atte beste.                  Nor wet her fingers deep in her sauce; 56         In Gernade at the seege eek hadde he be 244         Acorded nat, as by his facultee,                  Of his stature he was of moderate height,                  He had campaigned in Lithuania and in Russia, 215         Ful wel biloved and famulier was he 140         Of court, and to been estatlich of manere, Of grease, when she had drunk her drink. 178         That seith that hunters ben nat hooly men, 63         In lystes thries, and ay slayn his foo.