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THE COOKS TALE(第1页)

theprologue

thecookoflondon,whilethereevethusspake,

forjoyhelaughdandclappdhintheback:

"aha!"quothhe,"forchristespassion,

thismillerhadasharpconc露sion,

uponthisargumentofherbergage.**lodging

wellsaidesoloninhislanguage,

bringthounoteverymanintothinehouse,

forharbouringbynightisperilous.

*welloughtamanavisedfortobe**amanshouldtakegoodheed*

whomthathebroughtintohisprivity.

ipraytogodtogivemesorrowandcare

ifever,sinceihighte*hodgeofware,*wascalled

heardiamillerbetter*seta-work*;*handled

hehadajape*ofmaliceinthederk.*trick

butgodforbidthatweshouldstinte*here,*stop

andthereforeifyewillvouchsafetohear

ataleofme,thatamapooreman,

iwillyoutellaswellaseerican

alittlejapethatfellinourcity."

ourhostanswerdandsaid;"igrantitthee.

roger,tellon;andlookthatitbegood,

formanyapastyhastthoulettenblood,

andmanyajackofdover

hastthousold,