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

                                
                                  Þei dreden him ful sore for werke þat he wroghte
                                
                                  And for þe faire companye þat he þider broghte
                                
                                  Gamelyn ȝede to þe ȝate and lete it vp wide
                                
                                  He lete In alle þat gon wold or ride
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                                  And seide ȝe be welcome with-out any greue
                                
                                  ffor we wil be maisters here and axe no man leue
                                
                                  Ȝesterday I left seide ȝong Gamelyn
                                
                                  In my brother seler fyue tonn wyne
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                                  I wil not þis companye parten on twyne
                                
                                  And ȝe wil don after me while sope is þer-Ine
                                
                                  And ȝif my brother grucche or make foule chere
                                
                                  Other for spence of mete and drynk þat we spend here
                                
                                  I am oure Catour and bere oure Alther purse
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                                  He shal haue for his grucching seint marie curse
                                
                                  My broþer is a nygon I swere by cristes ore
                                
                                  And we wil spende largely þat he hath spared ȝore
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                                  And who þat make grucching þat we here dwelle
                                
                                  He shal to þe porter in to þe draw welle
                                
                                  Vij. dayes and vij nyght Gamelyn held his fest
                                
                                  With moche solace was there and none chest
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                                  In a litel torret his brother ley steke
                                
                                  And sey hem wast his gode and dorst not speke
                                
                                  Erly in a mornyng on the viij. day
                                
                                  The gestes come to Gamelyn and wold gon her way
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                                  Lordes seide Gamelyn wil ȝe so hye [Royal MS 18 C ii folio 61a] 
                                
                                  All þe wyn is not ȝet dronke so browke I myn eie
                                
                                  Gamelyn in his hert was ful woo
                                
                                  When his gestes toke her leue fro him forto go
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                                  He wold þe had dwelled lenger and þei saide nay
                                
                                  But by-taught gamelyn god and goode day
                                
                                  Thus made Gamelyn his fest and broght it wel to end
                                
                                  And after his gestes toke leue to wende
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                                  Litheþ and listenyth and holdith ȝoure tong
                                
                                  And ȝe shul here Gamen of Gamelyn þe ȝong
                                
                                  Herkenyth lordinges and listeneþ a right
                                
                                  When alle gestes were gon how Gamelyn was dight

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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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