Canterbury Tales
| dc.contributor | Unknown, |
| dc.contributor.author | Chaucer, Geoffrey |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2018-07-27 |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2019-07-04T09:53:31Z |
| dc.date.available | 2019-07-04T09:53:31Z |
| dc.date.created | 1476 |
| dc.identifier | ota:1309 |
| dc.identifier.citation | http://purl.ox.ac.uk/ota/1309 |
| dc.identifier.uri | http://hdl.handle.net/20.500.12024/1309 |
| dc.description.abstract | Resource deposited with the Oxford Text Archive. |
| dc.format.extent | Text data 1.1 MB |
| dc.format.medium | Digital bitstream |
| dc.language | English |
| dc.language.iso | eng |
| dc.publisher | University of Oxford |
| dc.relation.ispartof | Oxford Text Archive Core Collection |
| dc.rights | Distributed by the University of Oxford under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. |
| dc.rights.uri | http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/3.0/ |
| dc.rights.label | PUB |
| dc.subject.lcsh | Poems -- England -- 14th century |
| dc.subject.other | Poems |
| dc.title | Canterbury Tales |
| dc.type | Text |
| has.files | yes |
| branding | Oxford Text Archive |
| files.size | 1079424 |
| files.count | 2 |
| otaterms.date.range | 0-1499 |
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From: VAX::LOU "Lou Burnard" 2-FEB-1989 16:18:31.77
To: ARCHIVE
CC: LOU
Subj:
<%here bygynneth the book of the tales of caunterbury%>
Whan that Aprill with his shoures soote
The droghte of March hath perced to the roote
And bathed euery veyne in swich licour
Of which vertu engendred is the flour
5 Whan Zephirus eek with his sweete breeth
Inspired hath in euery holt and heeth
The tendre croppes and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Ram his half cours yronne
And smale foweles maken melodye \ 10 That slepen al the nyght with open eye
So priketh hem nature in hir corages
Than longen folk to goon on pilgrymages
And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes
To ferne halwes kouthe in sondry londes
15 And specially from euery shires ende
Of Engelond to Caunterbury they wende
The holy blisful martir for to seke
That hem hath holpen whan that they were seeke
Bifel that in . . .
