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The pardoner's Tale
Updated: 9/23/2019
The pardoner's Tale
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  • A pile of golden flourins on the ground, New-coined, eight bushels of them as they thought. No longer was it Death those fellows sought, For they were all so thrilled to see the sight, (Chaucer 176)
  • "You know that you can trust me as a brother; Now let me tell you where your profits lies; You know our friend has gone to get supplies (Chaucer 177)
  • I'll up and put my dagger through his back...Then all this money will be ours to spend, Divided equally of course, dear friend. Then we can gratify our lusts and fill (Chaucer 177)
  • The youngest, "Lord, to think I might have all that treasure to myself alone!... And that with poison he could kill his friends. (Chuacer 178)
  • The box of poison and he ran... found a man who lent him three bottles. He withdrew and deftly poured the pioson into two. He kept the third one clean. (Chaucer 178-179)
  • They fell on him and slew him, two to one. He took a bottle full of poison up... and his companion nothing loth drank from it also, and they perished both (Chaucer 179)
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