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

                                
                                  The Champion cast tornes to gamelyn þat was prest
                                
                                  And gamelyn stode and bade him done his best
                                
                                  Than seide Gamelyn to þe Champion
                                
                                  Thou art fast aboute to bryng me a-doun
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                                  Now I haue proued mony tornes of thyne
                                
                                  Thou most he seide proue on or two of myne
                                
                                  Gamelyn to þe Champion ȝede smertely a-none
                                
                                  Of alle the tornes þat he couthe he shewid him but one
                                
                                  And kest him on the lift side þat þe ribbes he brake
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                                  And þerto his one arme þat ȝaf a grete crak
                                
                                  Than seide gamelyn smertly a-none [Royal MS 18 C ii folio 60a] 
                                
                                  Shal it be hold for a cast or elles for none
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                                  By god seide þe Champion wheþer it be
                                
                                  He þat cometh ones in thi honde shal he neuer the
                                
                                  Þan seide þe frankeleyn þat hadd his sones there
                                
                                  Blessed be þou Gamelyn þat euer þou bore were
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                                  The frankeleyn seide to þe Champion on hym stood hym no eye
                                
                                  This is ȝong Gamelyn þat taght þe this pleie
                                
                                  A-ȝen vnswared þe Champion þat liked no þing wel
                                
                                  He is altther maister and his pleie is right felle
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                                  Sithen I wrastelet first it is gone ȝore
                                
                                  But I was neuer in my lif handeled so sore
                                
                                  Gamelyn stode in þe place anon with-out serke
                                
                                  And seid ȝif þer ben mo lete hem come to werke
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                                  The Champion þat payned hym to wirke sore
                                
                                  Hit semyth bi his continance þat he wil no more
                                
                                  Gamelyn in þe place stood stille as stoon
                                
                                  ffor to a-byde wrastlinge but þer come none
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                                  Ther was noon with gamelyn þat wold wrastle more
                                
                                  ffor he handlid þe Champion so wonderly sore
                                
                                  Two gentil men ȝemed þe place
                                
                                  Come to Gamelyn god ȝyue him gode grace
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                                  And seide to him do on thi hosen and þi shone
                                
                                  ffor sothe at þis tyme þis faire is done
                                
                                  And þan seide Gamelyn so mote I wel fare
                                
                                  I haue not ȝet haluendel sold my ware

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

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