THE NUNS PRIESTS TALE（第1页）

theprologue

"ho!"quoththeknight，"goodsir，noreofthis;

thatyehavesaidisrightenough，y-wis，**ofasurety

andmuchere;forlittleheaviness

isrightenoughtomuchefolk，iguess.

isayforme，itisagreatdisease，**sourceofdistress，annoyance

whereasmenhavebeeningreatwealthandease，

tohearenoftheirsuddenfall，alas!

andthecontraryisjoyandgreatsolas，**delight，fort

aswhenamanhathbeeninpoorestate，

andclimbethup，andwaxethfortunate，

andthereabidethinprosperity;

suchthingisgladsome，asitthinkethme，

andofsuchthingweregoodlyfortotell."

"yea，"quothourhoste，"bysaintpaulesbell.

yesayrightsooth;thisnkhathclapped*loud;*talked

hespakehowfortunecoverdwithacloud

iwotnotwhat，andalsofatragedy

rightnowyeheard:andpardienoremedy

itisfortobewaile，norplain

thatthatisdone，andalsoitispain，

asyehavesaid，tohearofheaviness.

sirnk，noreofthis，sogodyoubless;

yourtaleannoyethallthispany;

suchtalkingisnotworthabutterfly

forthereinistherenosportnorgame;

therefore，sirnke，danpiersbyyourname，

iprayyouheartly，tel露ssomewhatelse，

forsickerly，nere*clinkingofyourbells，*wereitnotforthe

thatonyourbridlehangoneveryside，

byheavensking，thatforusalledied，