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Sharnell M urphy

Sharnell M urphy. Information about The Cook. A master of his trade; good a cooking, but he has a running sore on his shin, because his best dish was a creamed chicken pie whose sauce might be the same color as the pus form the sore.

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Sharnell M urphy

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  1. Sharnell Murphy

  2. Information about The Cook • A master of his trade; good a cooking, but he has a running sore on his shin, because his best dish was a creamed chicken pie whose sauce might be the same color as the pus form the sore.

  3. Cook Info • The cool is very skilled. • He can prepare chicken with sharp flavoring and spice. He knows his ale and can make good sups and pies. • He admires his ability to cook. • With an ulcer on his knee, the cook may not have the best hygiene.

  4. The Cook Prologue • A cook they had with them, just for the nonce,To boil the chickens with the marrow-bones,And flavour tartly and with galingale.Well could he tell a draught of London ale.And he could roast and seethe and broil and fry,And make a good thick soup, and bake a pie.But very ill it was, it seemed to me,That on his shin a deadly sore had he;For sweet blanc-mange, he made it with the best.

  5. Prologue When April with his showers sweet with fruit The drought of March has pierced unto the root And bathed each vein with liquor that has power To generate therein and sire the flower; When Zephyr also has, with his sweet breath, Quickened again, in every holt and heath, The tender shoots and buds, and the young sun Into the Ram one half his course has run, And many little birds make melody That sleep through all the night with open eye (So Nature pricks them on to ramp and rage)- Then do folk long to go on pilgrimage, And palmers to go seeking out strange strands, To distant shrines well known in sundry lands. And specially from every shire's end Of England they to Canterbury wend, The holy blessed martyr there to seek Who helped them when they lay so ill and weak.

  6. The Cook’s Tale • Once an apprentice lived in “our city” (perhaps “Ware” in Hertfordshire – the town the Cook is from) and his craft was selling food. He was a short man, with a dark complexion and black hair – and he was an excellent dancer: so good, that people called him “Perkin Reveller” (to “revel” is to dance and have a good time).

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