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By the way, I completely understand what "feels" is, feelings is an inadequate way of putting it, it's more about when the feelings are quite overwhelming. It's a bit of a geek word to be honest, you find it a lot on gaming forums and anime forums.
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#1802
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Two birds one stone post
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#1803
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I looked at the screenshots where there are bits of blood removed and the one key scene where, in the UK release, you don't see the blade come out of the other side of the body. As I didn't notice there was anything missing when I saw The Avengers in the cinema, it wasn't worth the hassle and bought the UK release second-hand for £3.71 including delivery.
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You overpaid. |
#1805
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Possibly, but I'm prepared to take that risk!
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Quote:
"Whan that Aprill, with his shoures soote The droghte of March hath perced to the roote And bathed every veyne in swich licour, Of which vertu engendred is the flour; Whan Zephirus eek with his sweete breeth Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne Hath in the Ram his halfe cours yronne, And smale foweles maken melodye, That slepen al the nyght with open eye- (So priketh hem Nature in hir corages); Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes; And specially from every shires ende Of Engelond, to Caunterbury they wende, The hooly blisful martir for to seke" The modern English translation: When April's gentle rains have pierced the drought Of March right to the root, and bathed each sprout Through every vein with liquid of such power It brings forth the engendering of the flower; When Zephyrus too with his sweet breath has blown Through every field and forest, urging on The tender shoots, and there's a youthful sun, His second half course through the Ram now run, And little birds are making melody And sleep all night, eyes open as can be (So Nature pricks them in each little heart), On pilgrimage then folks desire to start. The palmers long to travel foreign strands To distant shrines renowned in sundry lands; And specially, from every shire's end In England, folks to Canterbury wend: To seek the blissful martyr is their will, The one who gave such help when they were ill.
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I think The Canterbury Tales is the only book I have given up on and never returned to. I spent so long reading the footnotes and translations that it ruined the experience and was more a study then anything of real interest. I would have found it easier if the text was in French or German as I have a better understanding of those languages than 14th century English!
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I had to study it for English 'A' Level - the original text, not the translation!
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My dad said he had to do the same, only for his English O-level! He said it was enough to put someone off the stories for life.
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Yeah, I had to study a chunk of it (The Miller's Tale and The Wife of Bath in particular) as part of my English Literature GCSE. I haven't returned to it since!
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