Geoffrey Chaucer: Ale

Geoffrey Chaucer was English poet. Explore interesting quotes on ale.
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“And of your herte up-casteth the visage
To thilke God that after his image
Yow made, and thynketh al nis but a faire
This world, that passeth sone as floures faire.”

Geoffrey Chaucer book Troilus and Criseyde

Book 5, line 1835-1841
Troilus and Criseyde (1380s)
Context: O yonge fresshe folkes, he or she,
In which that love up-groweth with your age,
Repeyreth hoom fro worldly vanitee,
And of your herte up-casteth the visage
To thilke God that after his image
Yow made, and thynketh al nis but a faire
This world, that passeth sone as floures faire.

“The lyf so short, the craft so longe to lerne.
Th’ assay so hard, so sharp the conquerynge,
The dredful joye, alwey that slit so yerne;
Al this mene I be love.”

Geoffrey Chaucer book Parlement of Foules

Parlement of Foules, l. 1-4; comparable with Hippocrates, Aphorisms 1:1
Source: The Parliament of Birds

“Forbede us thing, and that desiren we;
Preesse on us faste, and thanne wol we flee.
With daunger oute we al oure chaffare:
Greet prees at market maketh dere ware,
And too greet chepe is holden at litel pris.”

Geoffrey Chaucer book The Canterbury Tales

The Wife of Bath's Prologue, l. 525-529
The Canterbury Tales

“For out of olde feldes, as men seith,
Cometh al this new corn fro yeer to yere;
And out of olde bokes, in good feith,
Cometh al this newe science that men lere.”

Geoffrey Chaucer book Parlement of Foules

Parlement of Foules, l. 22-25

“Whan that Aprill with his shoures soote
The droghte of March hath perced to the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swych licour
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Whan Zephirus eek with his sweete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Ram his halve cours yronne,
And smale foweles maken melodye,
That slepen al the nyght with open ye
(So priketh hem nature in hir corages);
Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages.”

Geoffrey Chaucer book The Canterbury Tales

General Prologue, l. 1-12
The Canterbury Tales

“And brought of mighty ale a large quart.”

Geoffrey Chaucer book The Canterbury Tales

The Miller's Tale, l. 3497
The Canterbury Tales

“For which he wex a litel red for shame,
Whan he the peple upon him herde cryen,
That to beholde it was a noble game,
How sobreliche he caste doun his yen.
Criseyda gan al his chere aspyen,
And let so softe it in her herte sinke
That to herself she seyde, “Who yaf me drinke?””

Geoffrey Chaucer book Troilus and Criseyde

Book 2, line 645-651
Troilus and Criseyde (1380s)

“What maketh this, but Juppiter the kyng,
That is prince and cause of alle thyng
Convertynge al unto his propre welle
From which it is deryved, sooth to telle,
And heer-agayns no creature on lyve
Of no degree availleth for to strive.

Thanne is it wysdom, as it thynketh me,
To maken vertu of necessity,
And take it weel, that we may nat eschue;
And namely, that to us alle is due.”

Geoffrey Chaucer The Knight's Tale

The Knight's Tale, lV 2177 - 2186
The Canterbury Tales