The Canterbury Tales; THE MARCHANTES TALE

Part 24

THE PROLOGUE OF THE MARCHANTES TALE

The Prologe of the Marchantes tale.

"Wepyng and waylyng, care and oother sorwe,

I knowe ynogh, on even and a morwe,"

Quod the Marchant, "and so doon othere mo

That wedded been, I trowe that it be so.

For wel I woot, it fareth so with me.

I have a wyf, the worste that may be,

For thogh the feend to hire ycoupled were,

She wolde hym overmacche, I dar wel swere.

What sholde I yow reherce in special

Hir hye malice? She is a shrewe at al!

Ther is a long and large difference

Bitwix Grisildis grete pacience

And of my wyf the passyng crueltee.

Were I unbounden, al so moot I thee,

I wolde nevere eft comen in the snare.

We wedded men lyve in sorwe and care;

Assaye who so wole, and he shal fynde

I seye sooth, by Seint Thomas of Ynde-

As for the moore part, I seye nat alle;

God shilde, that it sholde so bifalle!

Ay, goode Sir Hoost, I have ywedded bee

Thise monthes two, and moore nat, pardee;

And yet I trowe, he that al his lyve

Wyflees hath been, though that men wolde him ryve

Unto the herte, ne koude in no manere

Tellen so muchel sorwe as I now heere

Koude tellen of my wyves cursednesse!"

Now quod our hoost, "Marchant, so God yow blesse,

Syn ye so muchel knowen of that art,

Ful hertely I pray yow telle us part."

"Gladly," quod he, "but of myn owene soore,

For soory herte I telle may namoore."

THE TALE.

(January, a rich old dotard, who has married May, in spite

of his friends' objections to the inequality of their ages, is

deceived by her and his young squire Damian, although Pluto in

pity restores his lost sight.)

Part 25

EPILOGUE

Part 24

THE PROLOGUE OF THE MARCHANTES TALE

The Prologe of the Marchantes tale.

"Wepyng and waylyng, care and oother sorwe,

I knowe ynogh, on even and a morwe,"

Quod the Marchant, "and so doon othere mo

That wedded been, I trowe that it be so.

For wel I woot, it fareth so with me.

I have a wyf, the worste that may be,

For thogh the feend to hire ycoupled were,

She wolde hym overmacche, I dar wel swere.

What sholde I yow reherce in special

Hir hye malice?  She is a shrewe at al!

Ther is a long and large difference

Bitwix Grisildis grete pacience

And of my wyf the passyng crueltee.

Were I unbounden, al so moot I thee,

I wolde nevere eft comen in the snare.

We wedded men lyve in sorwe and care;

Assaye who so wole, and he shal fynde

I seye sooth, by Seint Thomas of Ynde-

As for the moore part, I seye nat alle;

God shilde, that it sholde so bifalle!

Ay, goode Sir Hoost, I have ywedded bee

Thise monthes two, and moore nat, pardee;

And yet I trowe, he that al his lyve

Wyflees hath been, though that men wolde him ryve

Unto the herte, ne koude in no manere

Tellen so muchel sorwe as I now heere

Koude tellen of my wyves cursednesse!"

Now quod our hoost, "Marchant, so God yow blesse,

Syn ye so muchel knowen of that art,

Ful hertely I pray yow telle us part."

"Gladly," quod he, "but of myn owene soore,

For soory herte I telle may namoore."

THE TALE.

(January, a rich old dotard, who has married May, in spite

of his friends' objections to the inequality of their ages, is

deceived by her and his young squire Damian, although Pluto in

pity restores his lost sight.)

Part 25

EPILOGUE

Part 24
   
    THE PROLOGUE OF THE MARCHANTES TALE
   
    The Prologe of the Marchantes tale.
   
        "Wepyng and waylyng, care and oother sorwe,
    I knowe ynogh, on even and a morwe,"
    Quod the Marchant, "and so doon othere mo
    That wedded been, I trowe that it be so.
    For wel I woot, it fareth so with me.
   
    I have a wyf, the worste that may be,
    For thogh the feend to hire ycoupled were,
    She wolde hym overmacche, I dar wel swere.
    What sholde I yow reherce in special
    Hir hye malice?  She is a shrewe at al!
   
    Ther is a long and large difference
    Bitwix Grisildis grete pacience
    And of my wyf the passyng crueltee.
    Were I unbounden, al so moot I thee,
    I wolde nevere eft comen in the snare.
   
    We wedded men lyve in sorwe and care;
    Assaye who so wole, and he shal fynde
    I seye sooth, by Seint Thomas of Ynde-
    As for the moore part, I seye nat alle;
    God shilde, that it sholde so bifalle!
   
    Ay, goode Sir Hoost, I have ywedded bee
    Thise monthes two, and moore nat, pardee;
    And yet I trowe, he that al his lyve
    Wyflees hath been, though that men wolde him ryve
    Unto the herte, ne koude in no manere
   
    Tellen so muchel sorwe as I now heere
    Koude tellen of my wyves cursednesse!"
    Now quod our hoost, "Marchant, so God yow blesse,
    Syn ye so muchel knowen of that art,
    Ful hertely I pray yow telle us part."
   
    "Gladly," quod he, "but of myn owene soore,
    For soory herte I telle may namoore."
   
    THE TALE.
   
        (January, a rich old dotard, who has married May, in spite
    of his friends' objections to the inequality of their ages, is
    deceived by her and his young squire Damian, although Pluto in
    pity restores his lost sight.)
    Part 25
   
    EPILOGUE

Geoffrey Chaucer

Geoffrey Chaucer is known as one of the greatest English poets of all time. The date of his birth is not known precisely but experts estimate that he was born somewhere around 1343. The son of a successful London wine seller, it is thought that he may have attended St Paul's Latin Grammar School. He may have also, studied law at the Inns of Court. Geoffrey Chaucer expanded the reputation of English as a great literary language. William Shakespeare's wrote many of his plays to show a sign of Geoffrey Chaucer's comic spirit. John Dryden, a modern interpreter of The Canterbury Tales, named Chaucer as the "Father of English poetry." Chaucer will always be remembered for his wisdom, humor and humanity.

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