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If you want to experience a 5-day market in Daejeon, visit Yuseong 5-Day Market. Yuseong 5-Day Market is a historic market that dates back to 1916. Located in Jangdae-dong, near Guam Station on the Daejeon Metro, Yuseong 5-Day Market is open on dates ending in a 4 or 9. Fish, vegetables, side dishes, clothing, medicinal materials, tableware, livestock and other goods can be found whenever the market is open.


Located in the centre of Jungang-ro in Eunhaeng-dong, Euneungjeongi Culture Street is often compared to the bustling shopping district of Myeong-dong in Seoul. Eunhaeng-dong was the administrative and commercial centre of Daejeon before the development of new urban centres such as Dunsan and Yuseong. It got the name Culture Street because there are many shops related to culture and the arts such as art galleries, performance halls, exhibition halls and antique shops.




Seo Dong Yo OSTrar




If you want to see Daejeon's university district, check out Gungdong Rodeo Street/Drive in Yuseong-gu. It's considered to be one of the three major high streets in Daejeon, along with Eunhaeng-dong in Jung-gu and Dunsan-dong in Seo-gu. Thanks to crowds of students from Chungnam National University and KAIST, the street is always bustling with activity. There are plenty of shops specialising in cosmetics, accessories, shoes, glasses and clothing.


2821 A povre wydwe, somdeel stape in age 2822 Was whilom dwellyng in a narwe cotage, 2823 Biside a grove, stondynge in a dale. 2824 This wydwe, of which I telle yow my tale, 2825 Syn thilke day that she was last a wyf, 2826 In pacience ladde a ful symple lyf, 2827 For litel was hir catel and hir rente. 2828 By housbondrie of swich as God hire sente 2829 She foond hirself and eek hir doghtren two. 2830 Thre large sowes hadde she, and namo, 2831 Three keen, and eek a sheep that highte malle. 2832 Ful sooty was hire bour and eek hir halle, 2833 In which she eet ful many a sklendre meel. 2834 Of poynaunt sauce hir neded never a deel. 2835 No deyntee morsel passed thurgh hir throte; 2836 Hir diete was accordant to hir cote. 2837 Repleccioun ne made hire nevere sik; 2838 Attempree diete was al hir phisik, 2839 And exercise, and hertes suffisaunce. 2840 The goute lette hire nothyng for to daunce, 2841 N' apoplexie shente nat hir heed. 2842 No wyn ne drank she, neither whit ne reed; 2843 Hir bord was served moost with whit and blak, -- 2844 Milk and broun breed, in which she foond no lak, 2845 Seynd bacoun, and somtyme an ey or tweye; 2846 For she was, as it were, a maner deye. 2847 A yeerd she hadde, enclosed al aboute 2848 With stikkes, and a drye dych withoute, 2849 In which she hadde a cok, hight chauntecleer. 2850 In al the land, of crowyng nas his peer. 2851 His voys was murier than the murie orgon 2852 On messe-dayes that in the chirche gon. 2853 Wel sikerer was his crowyng in his logge 2854 Than is a clokke or an abbey orlogge. 2855 By nature he knew ech ascencioun 2856 Of the equynoxial in thilke toun; 2857 For whan degrees fiftene weren ascended, 2858 Thanne crew he, that it myghte nat been amended. 2859 His coomb was redder than the fyn coral, ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Page 200 2860 And batailled as it were a castel wal; 2861 His byle was blak, and as the jeet it shoon; 2862 Lyk asure were his legges and his toon; 2863 His nayles whitter than the lylye flour, 2864 And lyk the burned gold was his colour. 2865 This gentil cok hadde in his governaunce 2866 Sevene hennes for to doon al his plesaunce, 2867 Whiche were his sustres and his paramours, 2868 And wonder lyk to hym, as of colours; 2869 Of whiche the faireste hewed on hir throte 2870 Was cleped faire damoysele pertelote. 2871 Curteys she was, discreet, and debonaire, 2872 And compaignable, and bar hyrself so faire, 2873 Syn thilke day that she was seven nyght oold, 2874 That trewely she hath the herte in hoold 2875 Of chauntecleer, loken in every lith; 2876 He loved hire so that wel was hym therwith. 2877 But swich a joye was it to here hem synge, 2878 Whan that the brighte sonne gan to sprynge, 2879 In sweete accord, my lief is faren in londe! 2880 For thilke tyme, as I have understonde, 2881 Beestes and briddes koude speke and synge. 2882 And so bifel that in a dawenynge, 2883 As chauntecleer among his wyves alle 2884 Sat on his perche, that was in the halle, 2885 And next hym sat this faire pertelote, 2886 This chauntecleer gan gronen in his throte, 2887 As man that in his dreem is drecched soore. 2888 And whan that pertelote thus herde hym roore, 2889 She was agast, and seyde, herte deere, 2890 What eyleth yow, to grone in this manere? 2891 Ye been a verray sleper; fy, for shame! 2892 And he answerde, and seyde thus: madame, 2893 I pray yow that ye take it nat agrief. 2894 By god, me mette I was in swich meschief 2895 Right now, that yet myn herte is soore afright. 2896 Now god, quod he, my swevene recche aright, 2897 And kepe my body out of foul prisoun! 2898 Me mette how that I romed up and doun 2899 Withinne our yeerd, wheer as I saugh a beest 2900 Was lyk an hound, and wolde han maad areest 2901 Upon my body, and wolde han had me deed. 2902 His colour was bitwixe yelow and reed, 2903 And tipped was his tayl and bothe his eeris 2904 With blak, unlyk the remenant of his heeris; 2905 His snowte smal, with glowynge eyen tweye. 2906 Yet of his look for feere almoost I deye; 2907 This caused me my gronyng, doutelees. 2908 Avoy! quod she, fy on yow, hertelees! 2909 Allas! quod she, for, by that God above, 2910 Now han ye lost myn herte and al my love. 2911 I kan nat love a coward, by my feith! 2912 For certes, what so any womman seith, 2913 We alle desiren, if it myghte bee, 2914 To han housbondes hardy, wise, and free, 2915 And secree, and no nygard, ne no fool, 2916 Ne hym that is agast of every tool, 2917 Ne noon avauntour, by that God above! 2918 How dorste ye seyn, for shame, unto youre love 2919 That any thyng myghte make yow aferd? 2920 Have ye no mannes herte, and han a berd? 2921 Allas! and konne ye been agast of swevenys? 2922 Nothyng, God woot, but vanitee in sweven is. 2923 Swevenes engendren of replecciouns, 2924 And ofte of fume and of complecciouns, 2925 Whan humours been to habundant in a wight. 2926 Certes this dreem, which ye han met to-nyght, 2927 Cometh of the greete superfluytee 2928 Of youre rede colera, pardee, 2929 Which causeth folk to dreden in hir dremes 2930 Of arwes, and of fyr with rede lemes, 2931 Of rede beestes, that they wol hem byte, 2932 Of contek, and of whelpes, grete and lyte; 2933 Right as the humour of malencolie 2934 Causeth ful many a man in sleep to crie 2935 For feere of blake beres, or boles blake, 2936 Or elles blake develes wole hem take. 2937 Of othere humours koude I telle also 2938 That werken many a man sleep ful wo; 2939 But I wol passe as lightly as I kan. 2940 Lo catoun, which that was so wys a man, 2941 Seyde he nat thus, -- ne do no fors of dremes? -- 2942 Now sire, quod she, whan we flee for the bemes, 2943 For goddes love, as taak som laxatyf. 2944 Up peril of my soule and of my lyf, 2945 I conseille yow the beste, I wol nat lye, 2946 That bothe of colere and of malencolye 2947 Ye purge yow; and for ye shal nat tarie, 2948 Though in this toun is noon apothecarie, 2949 I shal myself to gerbes techen yow 2950 That shul been for youre hele and for youre prow; 2951 And in oure yeerd tho herbes shal I fynde 2952 The whiche han of hire propretee by kynde 2953 To purge yow bynethe and eek above. 2954 Foryet nat this, for goddes owene love! 2955 Ye been ful coleryk of compleccioun; 2956 Ware the sonne in his ascencioun 2957 Ne fynde yow nat repleet of humours hoote. 2958 And if it do, I dar wel leye a grote, ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Page 201 2959 That ye shul have a fevere tercaine, 2960 Of an agu, that may be youre bane. 2961 A day or two ye shul have digestyves 2962 Of wormes, er ye take youre laxatyves 2963 Of lawriol, centaure, and fumetere, 2964 Or elles of ellebor, that groweth there, 2965 Of katapuce, or of gaitrys beryis, 2966 Of herbe yve, growyng in oure yeerd, ther mery is; 2967 Pekke hem up right as they growe and ete hem yn. 2968 By myrie, housbonde, for youre fader kyn 2969 Dredeth no dreem, I kan sey yow namoore. 2970 Madame, quod he, graunt mercy of youre loore. 2971 But nathelees, as touchyng daun catoun, 2972 That hath of wysdom swich a greet renoun, 2973 Though that he bad no dremes for to drede, 2974 By god, men may in olde bookes rede 2975 Of many a man moore of auctorite 2976 Than evere caton was, so moot I thee, 2977 That al the revers seyn of this sentence, 2978 And han wel founden by experience 2979 That dremes been significaciouns 2980 As wel of joye as of tribulaciouns 2981 That folk enduren in this lif present. 2982 Ther nedeth make of this noon argument; 2983 The verray preeve sheweth it in dede. 2984 Oon of the gretteste auctour that men rede 2985 Seith thus: that whilom two felawes wente 2986 On pilgrimage, in a ful good entente; 2987 And happed so, yhey coomen in a toun 2988 Wher as ther was swich congregacioun 2989 Of peple, and eek so streit of herbergage, 2990 That they ne founde as muche as cotage 2991 In which they bothe myghte ylogged bee. 2992 Wherfore they mosten of necessitee, 2993 As for that nyght,departen compaignye; 2994 And ech of hem gooth to his hostelrye, 2995 And took his loggyng as it wolde falle. 2996 That oon of hem was logged in a stalle, 2997 Fer in a yeerd, with oxen of the plough; 2998 That oother man was logged wel ynough, 2999 As was his aventure or his fortune, 3000 That us governeth alle as in commune. 3001 And so bifel that, longe er it were day, 3002 This man mette in his bed, ther as he lay 3003 How that his felawe gan upon hym calle, 3004 And seyde,, -- allas! for in an oxes stalle 3005 This nyght I shal be mordred ther I lye. 3006 Now help me,deere brother, or I dye. 3007 In alle haste com to me! -- he sayde. 3008 This man out of his sleep for feere abrayde; 3009 But whan that he was wakened of this sleep, 3010 He turned hym, and took of this no keep. 3011 Hym thoughte his dreem nas but a vanitte. 3012 Thus twies in his slepyng dremed hee; 3013 And atte thridde tyme yet his felawe 3014 Cam, as hym thoughte, and seide, -- I am now slawe. 3015 Bihood my bloody woundes depe and wyde! 3016 Arys up erly in the morwe tyde, 3017 And at the west gate of the toun, -- quod he, 3018 -- A carte ful of dong ther shaltow se, 3019 In which my body is hid ful prively; 3020 Do thilke carte arresten boldely. 3021 My gold caused my mordre, sooth to sayn., 3022 And tolde hym every point how he was slayn, 3023 With a ful pitous face, pale of hewe. 3024 And truste wel, his dreem he foond ful trewe, 3025 For on the morwe, as soone as it was day, 3026 To his felawes in he took the way; 3027 And whan that he cam to his oxes stalle, 3028 After his felawe he bigan to calle. 3029 The hostiler answerede hym anon, 3030 And seyde,,sire, your felawe is agon. 3031 As soone as day he wente out of the toun., 3032 This man gan fallen suspecioun, 3033 Remembrynge on his dremes that he mette, 3034 And forth he gooth no lenger wolde he lette 3035 Unto the west gate of the toun, and fond 3036 A dong carte, wente as it were to donge lond, 3037 That was arrayed in that same wise 3038 As ye han herd the dede man devyse. 3039 And with an hardy herte he gan to crye 3040 Vengeance and justice of this felonye. 3041 My felawe mordred is this same nyght, 3042 And in this carte he lith gapyng upright. 3043 I crye out on the ministres, -- quod he, 3044 -- That sholden kepe and reulen this citee. 3045 Harrow! allas! heere lith my felawe slayn! -- 3046 What sholde I moore unto this tale sayn? 3047 The peple out sterte and caste the cart to grounde, 3048 And in the myddel of the dong they founde 3049 The dede man, that mordred was al newe. 3050 O blisful god, that art so just and trewe, 3051 Lo, how that thou biwryest mordre alway! 3052 Mordre wol out, that se we day by day. 3053 Mordre is so wlatsom and abhomynable 3054 To god, that is so just and resonable, 3055 That he ne wol nat suffre it heled be, 3056 Though it abyde a yeer, or two, or thre. 3057 Mordre wol out, this my conclusioun. 2ff7e9595c


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