Racconti di Canterbury, I
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1:16:08
You killed me so you
could enjoy in peace...

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...all my land and my money
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But I forgive you, and before I die...
1:16:22
...come here, give me one more kiss
1:16:26
God, curse me for what I've done
1:16:28
Forgive me, I beseech you, my dear
1:16:56
Rector, I do regret this illness...
1:16:58
...that keeps me in
bed like a newborn babe

1:17:03
What grieves me more,
they take advantage

1:17:07
Simpkin the miller
steals more corn than ever

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Sir Rector!
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As our Manciple is dying...
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...or looks as if he's about to...
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...will you give us leave to go
and watch the miller grind our corn?

1:17:25
Good, you'd like to take on this task
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We bet the miller won't manage
to cheat us by trickery or force

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Then go, gentle students
1:17:49
Perhaps it is for the best.
May the good Lord protect you


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