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The Manciple says the Cook is too drunk to tell a tale
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From The Canterbury Tales:
The Manciple's Prologue
lines 57-75: The Host asks the Manciple to tell a tale and urges him not to make jokes about the drunk Cook


       "By cause drynke hath dominacioun,
Upon this man, by my savacioun,
I trowe he lewedly wolde telle his tale.
60For, were it wyn, or oold or moysty ale,
That he hath dronke, he speketh in his nose,
And fneseth faste, and eek he hath the pose.
He hath also to do moore than ynough
To kepen hym and his capul out of slough,
65And if he falle from his capul eftsoone,
Thanne shal we alle have ynogh to doone
In liftyng up his hevy dronken cors.
Telle on thy tale, of hym make I no fors;
       "Since drink has got such utter domination
Over this fellow here, by my salvation,
I think that badly he would tell his tale.
60For whether wine or old or musty ale
Is what he's drunk, he speaks all through his nose;
He snorts hard and with cold he's lachrymose.
Also he has more than enough to do
To keep him and his nag out of the slough;
65And if he fall down off his horse again,
We'll all have quite enough of labour then
In lifting up his heavy drunken corse.
Tell on your tale, he matters not, of course.
       But yet, Manciple, in feith thou art to nyce,
70Thus openly repreve hym of his vice.
Another day he wole, peraventure
Reclayme thee and brynge thee to lure.
I meene, he speke wole of smale thynges,
As for to pynchen at thy rekenynges,
75That were nat honeste, if it cam to preef."
       Yet, manciple, in faith, you are not wise
70Thus openly to chide him for his vice.
Some day he'll get revenge, you may be sure,
And call you like a falcon to the lure;
I mean he'll speak of certain little things,
As, say, to point out in your reckonings
75Things not quite honest, were they put to proof."




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The Manciple says he has no intention to mock the Cook
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