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The Tale of Sir Thopas
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Sir Thopas meets Sir Oliphant who blocks the way to fairyland
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The Canterbury Tales
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The Tale of Sir Thopas
lines 143-166: Sir Thopas goes home to prepare for the fight
The Second Fit
Yet listeth, lordes, to my tale,
Murier than the nightyngale,
145
For now I wol yow
rowne
How Sir Thopas, with sydes smale,
Prikyng over hill and dale
Is comen agayn to towne.
And listen yet, lords, to my tale,
Merrier than the nightingale,
145
Whispered to all and some,
How Sir Thopas, with pride grown pale,
Hard spurring over hill and dale,
Came back to his own home.
His murie men comanded he
150
To make hym bothe game and glee,
For nedes moste he fighte
With a geaunt with hevedes three,
For paramour and jolitee
Of
oon
that
shoon
ful brighte.
His merry men commanded he
150
To make for him both game and glee,
For needs now must he fight
With a great giant of heads three,
For love in the society
Of one who shone full bright.
155
"Do come,: he seyde, "my mynstrales,
And geestours, for to tellen tales
Anon
in myn armynge;
Of romances that been roiales,
Of Popes and of Cardinales,
160
And
eek
of love-likynge."
155
"Do come," he said, "my minstrels all,
And jesters, tell me tales in hall
Anon in mine arming;
Of old romances right royal,
Of pope and king and cardinal,
160
And also of love-liking."
They fette hym first the sweete wyn,
And mede
eek
in a mazelyn,
And roial spicerye,
And gyngebreed that was ful fyn,
165
And lycorys, and
eek
comyn,
With sugre that is so trye.
They brought him, first, the sweet, sweet wine,
And mead within a maselyn,
And royal spicery
Of gingerbread that was full fine,
165
Cumin and licorice, I opine,
And sugar so dainty.
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From
The Tale of Sir Thopas
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The clothes and equipment of Sir Thopas