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Geoffrey Chaucer, The Canterbury Tales: General Prologue 14, The Cook - (Forrest Hainline's Minimalist Translation)

Geoffrey Chaucer, The Canterbury Tales: General Prologue 14, The Cook - (Forrest Hainline's Minimalist Translation)

379 A Cook they had with them for the nonce
380 To boil the chickens with the marrow bones,
381 And powdered marchant tart and galingale.
382 Well could he know a draft of London ale.
383 He could he roast, and seethe, and broil, and fry,
384 Make mortreux, and well bake a pie.
385 But great harm was it, as it thought me,
386 That on his shin, an ulcer had he.
387 For blancmanger, that made he with the best.

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