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

                                
                                  To þe kynges prisone he is I-nome
                                
                                  And ther he shal a-bide til þe Iustice come
                                
                                  Parde saide sir Ote better it shal be
                                
                                  I bid hym to mainprys þat þou graunte me
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                                  Til þe next sitting of deliueraunce
                                
                                  And late þan Gamelyn stond to his chaunce
                                
                                  Brother in suche a forward I take him to the [Royal MS 18 C ii folio 66a] 
                                
                                  And by þi fadres soule þat þe bygat and me
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                                  But he be redy whan þe Iustice sitte
                                
                                  Thou shalt bere þe Iugement for al þi grete witte
                                
                                  I graunt wel saide sir Ote þat it so be
                                
                                  Late delyuer hym anone and take him to me
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                                  Tho was Gamelin delyuered to sir Ote his brother
                                
                                  And þat nyght dwelled þe oon with þe tother
                                
                                  On the morwen saide Gamelyn to sir Ote þe hynde
                                
                                  Brother he saide I mote for soth fro ȝow wynde
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                                  To loke how my ȝonge men leden her lif
                                
                                  Whether þei lyuen in Ioy or elles in strif
                                
                                  By god seide sir Ote þat is a cold rede
                                
                                  Now I see þat alle þe Carke schal falle on my hede
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                                  ffor whan þe Iustice sitte and þou be not I-fonde
                                
                                  I shal anone be take and in þi stede I-bonde
                                
                                  Brother saide Gamelyn dismaie þe nyght
                                
                                  ffor by seint Iame in Galys þat mony man hath sought
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                                  Ȝif þat god almyghti hold me my lif and my witte
                                
                                  I wil be redy whan þe Iustice sitte
                                
                                  Than saide sir Ote to Gamelyn god shild þe fro shame
                                
                                  Come when þou seest tyme and bryng vs out of blame
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                                  Litheþ and listeneþ and hold ȝow stille
                                
                                  And ȝe schul here how Gamelyn hadde his wille
                                
                                  Gamelyn went vnder wood Rys
                                
                                  And fond ther playng ȝong men of prys
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                                  Tho was ȝong Gamelyn right glad I-noghe
                                
                                  When he fonde his men vnder woode boghe
                                
                                  Gamelyn and his men talkeden in fere
                                
                                  And þei had gode game her maister to here

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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 22
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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