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THE TALE(第2页)

hisvoicewasmerrierthanthemerryorgon,**organ

onmassedaysthatinthechurchesgon.

wellsickerer*washiscrowinginhislodge,*repunctual*

thanisaclock,oranabbayhorloge.**clock

bynaturehekneweachascension

ofthequinoctialinthilketown;

forwhendegreesfiftenewereascended

thencrewhe,thatitmightnotbeamended.

hisbwasredderthanthefinecoral

embattelld

asitwereacastlewall.

hisbillwasblack,andasthejetitshone;

esandhistone;**toes

hisnaileswhiterthanthelilyflowr

andliketheburnishdgoldwashiscolour,

thisgentlecockhadinhisgovernance

sevnhennes,fortodoallhispleasance,

whichwerehissistersandhisparaurs,

andwondrousliketohimasofcolours.

ofwhichthefairest-huedinthethroat

wascalleddasellepartelote,

courteousshewas,discreet,anddebonair,

andpaniable,*andbareherselfsofair,*sociable

sincethedaythatshesevnnightwasold,

thattruelyshehadtheheartinhold

ofchanticleer,lockedineverylith;**limb

helovdherso,thatwellwashimtherewith,

butsuchajoyitwastohearthemsing,

whenthatthebrightesunnegantospring,

ord,*"mylefeisfareinland."*

*myloveis