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THE MANCIPLES TALE（第2页）
andthatourhostwillofhiscourtesy，
iwillasnowexcusetheeofthytale;
foringoodfaiththyvisageisfullpale:
thineeyendaze，*soothlyasmethinketh，*aredim
andwelliwot，thybreathfullsourestinketh，
thatshewethwellthouartnotwelldisposed;
ofmecertainthoushaltnotbey-glosed。**flattere
seehowheyawh，lo，thisdrunkenwight，
asthoughhewouldusswallowanonright。
holdcloseth玉th，man，bythyfatherskin;
thedevilofhellesethisfoottherein!
thycursedbreathinfectewil露sall:
fy!stinkingswine，fy!foulmaytheebefall。
ah!takeheed，sirs，ofthis露styman。
now，sweetesir，willyejoustatthefan?
thereto，methinketh，yebewelly-shape。
itrowthatyehavedrunkenwineofape，
andthatiswhenmenplayewithastraw。"
andwiththisspeechthecookwaxedallwraw，**wrathful
andonthemanciplehegannodfast
forlackofspeech;anddownhishorsehimcast，
whereashelay，tillthatmenhimuptook。
thiswasafairchevachie*ofacook:*cavalryexpedition
alas!thathehadheldhimbyhisladle!
anderethatheagainwereinthesaddle
therewasgreatshovingbothetoandfro
tolifthimup，andmuchecareandwoe，
sounwieldywasthissillypaledghost。
andtothemanciplethenspakeourhost:
