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Mordred, Agravaine, Palamon, Arcite, Carpenter John and his wife Alison, Nicholas,
Absalom, January, May, Clerks Alan and John, Griselda, Dorigen, Aurelius,
Chaunticleer, Pertolote, Everyman, Good Deeds, Five Wits, Strength, Beauty, the
Wanderer, Troilus and Criseyde
Find and explain: alliteration, caesura, bob-and-wheel, passus, kenning, rhyme rhoyal,
synecdoche, metonymy, itotes (ironic understatemet), rhyme royal
Then the king removed into Wales, and let cry a great feast that it should be holden at
Pentecost after the incoronation of him at the city of Carlion. Unto the feast came King
Lot of Lothian and of Orkney, with five hundred knights with him. Also there came to the
feast King Uriens of Gore with four hundred knights with him. Also there came to that
feast King Nentres of Garlot, with seven hundred knights with him. Also there came to
the feast the king of Scotland with six hundred knights with him, and he was but a young
man. Also there came to the feast a king that was called the King with the Hundred
Knights, but he and his men were passing well beseen at all points. Also there came the
king of Carados with five hundred knights. And King Arthur was glad of their coming,
for he weened that all the kings and knights had come for great love, and to have done
him worship at his feast; wherefore the king made great joy, and sent the kings and
knights great presents.
“Therefore I cannot think why the thoughts of my heart should not grow dark when I
consider all the life of men through this world—with what terrible swiftness they forgo
the hall-floor, bold young retainers. So this middle-earth each day fails and falls. No man
may indeed become wise before he has his share of winters in this world’s kingdom.”
“Thus I, wretched with care, removed from my homeland, far from dear kinsmen, have
had to fasten with fetters the thoughts of my heart—ever since the time, many years ago,
that I covered my gold-friend in the darkness of the earth; and from there I crossed the
woven waves, winter-sad, downcast for want of a hall, sought a giver of treasure—a
place, far or near, where I might find one in a mead-hall who should know of my people,
or would comfort me friendless, receive me with gladness.”
Hildeburh
had little cause
to credit the Jutes:
son and brother,
she lost them both
on the battlefield.
She, bereft
and blameless, they
foredoomed, cut down
and spear-gored. She,
the woman in shock,
waylaid by grief,
Hoc’s daughter—
How they brayed -- how they bled -- and on the banks died
as the pack came pelting pell-mell behind them
while hunters with upraised horns came hurrying after,
blowing blasts so loud they could have burst the cliffs.
If any escaped unscathed from the archers
they were stopped and slaughtered at the stations below.
As they came harried from the heights and were hunted to the streams,
the men who manned those stations were such master hunters
and their greyhounds so gigantic, they grabbed them at once
and dispatched them as promptly as people could look
their way.
`Some shall sew sacks,' quoth Piers · 'for sheltering the wheat;
And ye, lovely ladies · with your long fingers,
Have silk and sendal · to sew, while there's time,
Chasubles for chaplains · churches to honour.
Wives and widows · wool and flax spin;
Make cloth, I counsel you · and so teach your daughters.
The needy and naked · take heed how they lie
And contrive for them clothes · for so commands Truth.
I shall get them livelihood · unless the land fails,
Flesh and bread both · to rich and to poor,
As long as I live · for the Lord's love of Heaven.
And all manner of men · that by meat and drink live,
Help ye them to work well · that win you your food.'