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

                                
                                  Whan I wynke on the loke for to gone
                                
                                  And cast away þi ffetres and come to me anone
                                
                                  Adam saide Gamelyn blessid be thi bones
                                
                                  Þat is a good conseil ȝeuen for þe nones
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                                  Ȝif þei werne me to bring out of bondes
                                
                                  I wil sette good strokes right on her lendes
                                
                                  Tho þe sonday was comen and folke to þe feste [Royal MS 18 C ii folio 62b] 
                                
                                  ffaire þei were wel-comed both lest and meste
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                                  And euere as þei at halle dore come Inne
                                
                                  Thei cast here eyȝe on ȝong Gamelyne
                                
                                  The fals knyght his broþer ful of trechery
                                
                                  Alle þe gestes þat þere were at þe mangery
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                                  Of Gamelyn his brother he told hem with mouthe
                                
                                  Alle þe harme and þe shame þat he telle couthe
                                
                                  Tho þei were I-serued of messes two or thre
                                
                                  Than seide Gamelyn how serue ȝe me
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                                  It is noght wel serued by god þat all made
                                
                                  Þat I sitte fasting and oþer men make glade
                                
                                  The fals knyght his brother þer as he stode
                                
                                  Tolde alle gestes þat Gamelyn was woode
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                                  And Gamelyn stode stille and answarid noght
                                
                                  But Adams wordes he held in his thoght
                                
                                  Tho Gamelyn gan speke deolfulli with alle
                                
                                  To þe grete lordes þat saten in þe halle
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                                  Lordes he seide for cristes passion
                                
                                  Helpe to bring Gamelyn out of prison
                                
                                  Than saide an Abbot sorow on his cheke
                                
                                  He shal haue cristes curs and seint maries eke
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                                  Þat þe out of pryson beggeþ or borwe
                                
                                  But euer worth him wel þat doth the moche sorwe
                                
                                  After þat Abbot þan spake anoþer
                                
                                  I wold þyn heed were of þoghe þou were my broþer
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                                  Alle þat þe borwe foul mote hem falle
                                
                                  Thus þei saide alle þat were in the halle
                                
                                  Than saide a Priour euel mote he preue
                                
                                  It is grete sorw and care boy þou art on lyue

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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 14
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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