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I think there’s a handful that even became saints.
List them here. Or maybe you could give a small description.
List them here. Or maybe you could give a small description.
Fr. Michael McGivneyI think there’s a handful that even became saints.
List them here. Or maybe you could give a small description.
And his only slightly less glorious compatriot, Sancho Panza.The ingenious gentleman Don Quixote of La Mancha?
He wasn’t really a knight; he was a fighting Bishop.Absalon (1128-1301). Closest advisor of king Valdemar; Bishop of Roskilde; Archbishop of Lund and founder of Copenhagen. Absalon fought many campaigns against the Wends, a Slavic people that lived in what is now northern Germany and northern Poland. Absalon was not your average man of the cloth.
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Geoffrey Chaucer (/ˈtʃɔːsər/; c. 1343 – 25 October 1400), known as the Father of English literature,[1] is widely considered the greatest English poet of the Middle Ages and was the first poet to be buried in Poets’ Corner of Westminster Abbey . . .
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geoffrey_ChaucerChaucer’s work was crucial in legitimizing the literary use of the Middle English vernacular at a time when the dominant literary languages in England were French and Latin.
Chaucer’s Knight
From Geoffrey Chaucer’s (c. 1343 – 25 October 1400) The Canterbury Tales: General Prologue: (the numbers indicate the number of the line of the poem)
20 In Southwerk at the Tabard as I layCode:Bifil that in that seson, on a day,
Redy to wenden on my pilgrymage
To Caunterbury with ful devout corage,
At nyght was come into that hostelrye
Wel nyne and twenty in a compaignye
25 Of sondry folk, by aventure yfalle
In felaweshipe, and pilgrimes were they alle,
That toward Caunterbury wolden ryde.
The chambres and the stables weren wyde,
And wel we weren esed atte beste;
30 And shortly, whan the sonne was to reste,
So hadde I spoken with hem everichon
That I was of hir felaweshipe anon,
And made forward erly for to ryse
To take our wey, ther as I yow devyse.
35 But nathelees, whil I have tyme and space,
Er that I ferther in this tale pace,
Me thynketh it acordaunt to resoun
To telle yow al the condicioun
Of ech of hem, so as it semed me,
40 And whiche they weren, and of what degree,
And eek in what array that they were inne;
And at a knyght than wol I first bigynne.
A KNYGHT ther was, and that a worthy man,
That fro the tyme that he first bigan
45 To riden out, he loved chivalrie,
Trouthe and honour, fredom and curteisie.
Ful worthy was he in his lordes werre,
And therto hadde he riden, no man ferre,
As wel in cristendom as in hethenesse,
50 And evere honoured for his worthynesse.
At Alisaundre he was, whan it was wonne.
Ful ofte tyme he hadde the bord bigonne
Aboven alle nacions in Pruce;
In Lettow hadde he reysed, and in Ruce,
55 No Cristen man so ofte of his degree.
In Gernade at the seege eek hadde he be
Of Algezir, and riden in Belmarye.
At Lyeys was he and at Satalye,
Whan they were wonne; and in the Grete See
60 At many a noble armee hadde he be.
At mortal batailles hadde he been fiftene,
And foughten for oure feith at Tramyssene
In lystes thries, and ay slayn his foo.
This ilke worthy knyght hadde been also
65 Somtyme with the lord of Palatye
Agayn another hethen in Turkye.
And everemoore he hadde a sovereyn prys;
And though that he were worthy, he was wys,
And of his port as meeke as is a mayde.
70 He nevere yet no vileynye ne sayde
In al his lyf unto no maner wight.
He was a verray, parfit gentil knyght.
But, for to tellen yow of his array,
His hors were goode, but he was nat gay.
75 Of fustian he wered a gypon
Al bismotered with his habergeoun,
For he was late ycome from his viage,
And wente for to doon his pilgrymage.
librarius.com/cantales.htm
Image of Chaucer’s Knight based on the Ellesmere Manuscript miniature:
d.lib.rochester.edu/camelot/image/macaulay-knight
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geoffrey_Chaucer