"Chaucer, Geoffrey - The House Of Fame" - читать интересную книгу автора (Chaucer Geoffrey)78 Prey I, that he wol me spede
79 My sweven for to telle aright, 80 If every dreem stonde in his might. 81 And he, that mover is of al 82 That is and was, and ever shal, 83 So yive hem Ioye that hit here 84 Of alle that they dreme to-yere, 85 And for to stonden alle in grace 86 Of hir loves, or in what place 87 That hem wer levest for to stonde, 88 And shelde hem fro poverte and shonde, 89 And fro unhappe and eche disese, 90 And sende hem al that may hem plese, 91 That take hit wel, and scorne hit noght, 92 Ne hit misdemen in her thoght 93 Through malicious entencioun. 94 And who-so, through presumpcioun, 95 Or hate or scorne, or through envye, 96 Dispyt, or Iape, or vilanye, 97 Misdeme hit, preye I Iesus god 98 That (dreme he barfoot, dreme he shod), 99 That every harm that any man 100 Hath had, sith that the world began, 101 Befalle him therof, or he sterve, 102 And graunte he mote hit ful deserve, 104 As had of his avisioun 105 Cresus, that was king of Lyde, 106 That high upon a gebet dyde! 107 This prayer shal he have of me; 108 I am no bet in charite! 109 Now herkneth, as I have you seyd, 110 What that I mette or I abreyd. The Dream 111 Of Decembre the tenthe day, 112 Whan hit was night, to slepe I lay 113 Right ther as I was wont to done, 114 And fil on slepe wonder sone, 115 As he that wery was for-go 116 On pilgrimage myles two 117 To the corseynt Leonard, 118 To make lythe of that was hard. 119 But as I sleep, me mette I was 120 Within a temple y-mad of glas; 121 In whiche ther were mo images 122 Of gold, stondinge in sondry stages, 123 And mo riche tabernacles, 124 And with perre mo pinacles, |
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