Excerpt from The Poetical Works of Geoffrey Chaucer, Vol. 3<br><br>N faith, Squier, thou hast the wel y quit And gentilly, I preise wel thy wit,' Quod the Frankeleyn, considering thin youthe, So felingly thou spakest, sire, I alowe the, As to my dome, ther is non that is here, Of eloquence that schal be thy pere, If that thou live; God gave thee goode chaunce, And in vertue send the oontinuaunce, For of thy speking I have gret deinté. I have a sons, and by the Trinité It were me lever than twenty pound worth lond, Though it right now were fallen in myn hond, He were a man of swich discretion, As that ye ben; fie on possession, But-if a man be vertuous withal! I have my sone snibbed, and yet shal, For he to vertue listeth not to entende, But for to play at die, and to dispende.<br><br>About the Publisher<br><br>Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com<br><br>This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.