Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395637" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Cook's Tale</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE Cook of London, while the Reeve thus spake,<br>For joy he laugh'd and clapp'd him on the back:<br>'Aha!' quoth he, 'for Christes passion,<br>This Miller had a sharp conclusion,<br>Upon this argument of herbergage.* *lodging<br>Well saide Solomon in his language,<br>Bring thou not every man into thine house,<br>For harbouring by night is perilous.<br>*Well ought a man avised for to be* *a man should take good heed*<br>Whom that he brought into his privity.<br>I pray to God to give me sorrow and care<br>If ever, since I highte* Hodge of Ware, *was called<br>Heard I a miller better *set a-work*; *handled<br>He had a jape* of malice in the derk. *trick<br>But God forbid that we should stinte* here, *stop<br>And therefore if ye will vouchsafe to hear<br>A tale of me, that am a poore man,<br>I will you tell as well as e'er I can<br>A little jape that fell in our city.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our Host answer'd and said; 'I grant it thee.<br>Roger, tell on; and look that it be good,<br>For many a pasty hast thou letten blood,<br>And many a Jack of Dover hast thou sold,<br>That had been twice hot and twice cold.<br>Of many a pilgrim hast thou Christe's curse,<br>For of thy parsley yet fare they the worse.<br>That they have eaten in thy stubble goose:<br>For in thy shop doth many a fly go loose.<br>Now tell on, gentle Roger, by thy name,<br>But yet I pray thee be not *wroth for game*; *angry with my jesting*<br>A man may say full sooth in game and play.'<br>'Thou sayst full sooth,' quoth Roger, 'by my fay;<br>But sooth play quad play, as the Fleming saith,<br>And therefore, Harry Bailly, by thy faith,<br>Be thou not wroth, else we departe* here, *part company<br>Though that my tale be of an hostelere.* *innkeeper<br>But natheless, I will not tell it yet,<br>But ere we part, y-wis* thou shalt be quit.' *assuredly<br>And therewithal he laugh'd and made cheer,<br>And told his tale, as ye shall after hear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE TALE.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>A prentice whilom dwelt in our city,<br>And of a craft of victuallers was he:<br>Galliard* he was, as goldfinch in the shaw**, *lively **grove<br>Brown as a berry, a proper short fellaw:<br>With lockes black, combed full fetisly.* *daintily<br>And dance he could so well and jollily,<br>That he was called Perkin Revellour.<br>He was as full of love and paramour,<br>As is the honeycomb of honey sweet;<br>Well was the wenche that with him might meet.<br>At every bridal would he sing and hop;<br>He better lov'd the tavern than the shop.<br>For when there any riding was in Cheap,<br>Out of the shoppe thither would he leap,<br>And, till that he had all the sight y-seen,<br>And danced well, he would not come again;<br>And gather'd him a meinie* of his sort, *company of fellows<br>To hop and sing, and make such disport:<br>And there they *sette steven* for to meet *made appointment*<br>To playen at the dice in such a street.<br>For in the towne was there no prentice<br>That fairer coulde cast a pair of dice<br>Than Perkin could; and thereto *he was free *he spent money liberally<br>Of his dispence, in place of privity.* where he would not be seen*<br>That found his master well in his chaffare,* *merchandise<br>For oftentime he found his box full bare.<br>For, soothely, a prentice revellour,<br>That haunteth dice, riot, and paramour,<br>His master shall it in his shop abie*, *suffer for<br>All* have he no part of the minstrelsy. *although<br>For theft and riot they be convertible,<br>All can they play on *gitern or ribible.* *guitar or rebeck*<br>Revel and truth, as in a low degree,<br>They be full wroth* all day, as men may see. *at variance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This jolly prentice with his master bode,<br>Till he was nigh out of his prenticehood,<br>All were he snubbed* both early and late, *rebuked<br>And sometimes led with revel to Newgate.<br>But at the last his master him bethought,<br>Upon a day when he his paper sought,<br>Of a proverb, that saith this same word;<br>Better is rotten apple out of hoard,<br>Than that it should rot all the remenant:<br>So fares it by a riotous servant;<br>It is well lesse harm to let him pace*, *pass, go<br>Than he shend* all the servants in the place. *corrupt<br>Therefore his master gave him a quittance,<br>And bade him go, with sorrow and mischance.<br>And thus this jolly prentice had his leve*: *desire<br>Now let him riot all the night, or leave*. *refrain<br>And, for there is no thief without a louke,<br>That helpeth him to wasten and to souk* *spend<br>Of that he bribe* can, or borrow may, *steal<br>Anon he sent his bed and his array<br>Unto a compere* of his owen sort, *comrade<br>That loved dice, and riot, and disport;<br>And had a wife, that held *for countenance* *for appearances*<br>A shop, and swived* for her sustenance. *prostituted herself</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Geoffrey+Chaucer">Geoffrey Chaucer</a><div class=q>
<img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share">
<script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=395637" data-title="The Cook's Tale de Geoffrey Chaucer" data-description="THE Cook of London, while the Reeve thus spake,
For joy he laugh'd and clapp'd him on the back:
'Aha!' quoth he, 'for Christes passion,
This Miller had a sharp conclusion,
Upon this argument of herbergage.* *lodging
Well saide Solomon in his langu..."></div>
</div>
</div>