The Ellesmere ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.

                                
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                                  And took his loggyng as it wolde falle
                                
                                  That oon of hem / was logged in a stalle
                                
                                  ffer in a yeerd / with Oxen of the plough
                                
                                  That oother man / was logged wel ynough
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                                  As was his Auenture / or his ffortune
                                
                                  That vs gouerneth alle / as in commune
                                
                                  ¶ And so bifel / þat longe er it were day [.i. dremed] 
                                
                                  This man mette in his bed ther as he lay
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                                  How þat his felawe / gan vp-on hym calle
                                
                                  And seyde Allas / for in an Oxes stalle
                                
                                  This nyght I shal be mordred / ther I lye
                                
                                  Now helpe me deere brother / or I dye
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                                  In alle haste / com to me he sayde
                                
                                  ¶ This man out of his sleepe / for feere abrayde
                                
                                  But whan that he was wakened / of his sleepe [folio 185a] 
                                
                                  He turned hym / and took of it no keepe
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                                  Hym thoughte / his dreem nas but a vanitee
                                
                                  Thus twies / in his slepyng dremed hee
                                
                                  And atte thridde tyme / yet his felawe
                                
                                  Cam as hym thoughte / and seide .I am now slawe
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                                  Bihoold my bloody woundes depe and wyde
                                
                                  Arys vp erly / in the morwe tyde
                                
                                  And at the West gate / of the toun quod he
                                
                                  A Carte / ful of donge / ther shaltow se
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                                  In Which / my body is hid / ful priuely
                                
                                  Do thilke Carte / arresten boldely
                                
                                  My gold caused my mordre / sooth to sayn
                                
                                  And tolde hym euery point how he was slayn
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                                  With a ful pitous face / pale of hewe
                                
                                  And truste wel / his dreem he foond ful trewe
                                
                                  ffor on the morwe / as soone as it was day
                                
                                  To his felawes In / he took the way
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                                  And whan þat he cam / to this Oxes stalle
                                
                                  After his felawe / he bigan to calle
                                
                                  ¶ The hostiler / answerde hym anon
                                
                                  And seyde sire / your felawe is agon

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Title: The Ellesmere ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
Author: Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
Canvas: Page 511
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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