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With all the archaism of his diction and metre, Langland, even more than Chaucer, reflects the modernity of his age. Vision of Piers Plowman, i.,220, ed. Skeat. Ibid., i., 222. Even the universities were growing more national, for the war prevented Oxford students from seeking, after their English graduation, a wider career at Paris.
"Poor child!" repeated Miss Skeat almost in a whisper, as she bent down to the regal head that lay against her hand, smoothing the thick hair with her worn fingers. "Poor child, do you love him so very dearly?" She spoke almost inaudibly, and her wrinkled eyelids were wet. But low as was her voice, Margaret heard, and moved her head in assent, without lifting it from the table.
"I don't suppose it hurts you to get wet," said the Duke to his sister, "but you would be much better under hatches while this sort of thing is going on." "I think, if you will help me, I will go down and see how the Countess is," said Miss Skeat; and Claudius detached her from the rigging and got her down the companion, but the Duke stayed with his sister, who begged for a few minutes more.
"Oh, little Sally Waters, sitting in the sun, Crying, weeping, for your young man; Rise, Sally, rise, wipe your weeping eyes," etc. Martha Skeat was the first Sally; she chose Susan Aurora, and Susan Aurora chose Hildegarde. Down went Hildegarde on the floor, and wept and wrung her hands so dramatically that the children paused in alarm, fearing that some real calamity had occurred.
The mortar in which rice is pounded is a large, deep wooden bowl that stands in the house. With its standard, it is three feet or more in height. The same word is used of the ceremonial washing at the festival of G'inum. Ordinary bathing is padigus. See footnote 3, p. 15, also 3, p. 16. For the Malay tradition, cf. Skeat, Malay Magic, p. 205. See footnote 1, p. 18.
I think this solitude is affecting your spirits." "Oh no; I am very happy at least, as happy as I can be. But we will have them to dinner. When shall it be?" "To-morrow is too soon. Say Thursday, since you ask me," said Miss Skeat. "Very well. Shall we read a little?" And Tourguéneff was put into requisition.
Then the bell rang, and Minikin disappeared, leaving the communicating door ajar behind him. The conversation that I overheard was as follows: "Why isn't Mr. Skeat here?" "Because he hasn't come." "Where are the letters?" "Under your nose." "How dare you answer me like that?" "Well, it's the truth. They are under your nose." "Did you give Thorneycroft's man my message?" "Yes."
A scientific hearer might have detected some startling inaccuracies, but Miss Skeat listened with rapt attention. Who, indeed, should know more about Indians than a born American who had travelled in the West? The Countess turned the conversation to other subjects, and talked intelligently about books.
"The Duke must have written to him," said Miss Skeat, still beaming, and reading the message over again. Margaret paused a moment in thought, then lighting the gas herself, she wrote a note and despatched Vladimir in hot haste. "I have asked Mr. Bellingham to dine," she said, in answer to Miss Skeat's inquiring look. "He will go to the party with me afterwards, if he is free." It chanced that Mr.
Although Boccaccio's Teseide furnished the general plot for this Knightes Tale, Chaucer's story is, as Skeat says, "to all intents, a truly original poem." The other pilgrims tell stories in keeping with their professions and characters. Perhaps the next best tale is the merry story of Chanticleer and the Fox. This is related by the Nun's Priest.
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