Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CANTERBURY TALES: THE MILLER'S PROLOGUE, by GEOFFREY CHAUCER Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Whan that the knyght had thus his tale ytoold Last Line: And eek men shal nat maken ernest of game. | ||||||||
Whan that the Knyght had thus his tale ytoold, In al the route nas ther yong ne oold That he ne seyde it was a noble storie, And worthy for to drawen to memorie; And namely the gentils everichon. Oure Hooste lough and swoor, "So moot I gon, This gooth aright; unbokeled is the male. Lat se now who shal telle another tale; For trewely the game is wel bigonne. Now telleth ye, sir Monk, if that ye konne Somewhat to quite with the Knyghtes tale." The Millere, that for dronken was al pale, So that unnethe upon his hors he sat, He nolde avalen neither hood ne hat, Ne abyde no man for his curteisie, But in Pilates voys he gan to crie, And swoor, "By armes, and by blood and bones, I kan a noble tale for the nones, With which I wol now quite the Knyghtes tale." Oure Hooste saugh that he was dronke of ale, And seyde, "Abyd, Robyn, my leeve brother; Som bettre man shal telle us first another. Abyd, and lat us werken thriftily." "By Goddes soule," quod he, "that wol nat I; For I wol speke, or elles go my wey." Oure Hoost answerde, "Tel on, a devel wey! Thou art a fool; thy wit is overcome." "Now herkneth," quod the Millere, "alle and some! But first I make a protestacioun That I am dronke, I knowe it by my soun; And therfore if that I mysspeke or seye, Wyte it the ale of Southwerk, I you preye. For I wol telle a legende and a lyf Bothe of a carpenter and of his wyf, How that a clerk hath set the wrightes cappe." The Reve answerde and seyde, "Stynt thy clappe! Lat be thy lewed dronken harlotrye. It is a synne and eek a greet folye To apeyren any man, or hym defame, And eek to bryngen wyves in swich fame. Thou mayst ynogh of othere thynges seyn." This dronke Millere spak ful soone ageyn And seyde, "Leve brother Osewold, Who hath no wyf, he is no cokewold. But I sey nat therfore that thou art oon; Ther been ful goode wyves many oon, And evere a thousand goode ayeyns oon badde. That knowestow wel thyself, but if thou madde. Why artow angry with my tale now? I have a wyf, pardee, as wel as thow; Yet nolde I, for the oxen in my plogh, Take upon me moore than ynogh, As demen of myself that I were oon; I wol bileve wel that I am noon. An housbonde shal nat been inquisityf Of Goddes pryvetee, nor of his wyf. So he may fynde Goddes foyson there, Of the remenant nedeth nat enquere." What sholde I moore seyn, but this Millere He nolde his wordes for no man forbere, But tolde his cherles tale in his manere. M'athynketh that I shal reherce it heere. And therfore every gentil wight I preye, For Goddes love, demeth nat that I seye Of yvel entente, but for I moot reherce Hir tales alle, be they bettre or werse, Or elles falsen som of my mateere. And therfore, whoso list it nat yheere, Turne over the leef and chese another tale; For he shal fynde ynowe, grete and smale, Of storial thyng that toucheth gentillesse, And eek moralitee and hoolynesse. Blameth nat me if that ye chese amys. The Millere is a cherl, ye knowe wel this; So was the Reve, and othere manye mo, And harlotrie they tolden bothe two. Avyseth yow, and put me out of blame; And eek men shal nat maken ernest of game. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LACK OF STEADFASTNESS; BALLAD by GEOFFREY CHAUCER MERCILES BEAUTE; A TRIPLE ROUNDEL: 1. CAPTIVITY by GEOFFREY CHAUCER MERCILES BEAUTE; A TRIPLE ROUNDEL: 2. REJECTION by GEOFFREY CHAUCER MERCILES BEAUTE; A TRIPLE ROUNDEL: 3. ESCAPE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER THE CANTERBURY TALES: THE GENERAL PROLOGUE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER THE CHARACTER OF A GOOD PARSON by GEOFFREY CHAUCER THE COCK AND THE FOX, OR THE TALE OF THE NUN'S PRIEST by GEOFFREY CHAUCER THE COMPLAINT OF CHAUCER TO HIS EMPTY PURSE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER TO ROSAMONDE: A BALADE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER A BALADE OF COMPLAINT by GEOFFREY CHAUCER |
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