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

                                
                                  But er thow go / o thyng I wol thee telle
                                
                                  Whan that thow wendest / homward by the Melle
                                
                                  Right at the entree / of the dore bihynde [folio 55b] 
                                
                                  Thow shalt a Cake / of half a busshel fynde
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                                  That was ymaked / of thyn owene mele
                                
                                  Which þat I heelp / my sire for to stele
                                
                                  And good lemman / god thee saue and kepe
                                
                                  And with that word / almoost he gan to wepe
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                                  ¶ Aleyn vp rist and thoghte er þat it dawe
                                
                                  I wol go crepen In / by my felawe
                                
                                  And fond the Cradel / with his hond anon
                                
                                  By god thoghte he / al wrang I haue mysgon
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                                  Myn heed is toty / of my swynk to nyght
                                
                                  That maketh me / þat I go noght aright
                                
                                  I woot wel by the Cradel / I haue mysgo
                                
                                  Here lyth the Millere / and his wyf also
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                                  And forth he gooth / on twenty deueleway
                                
                                  Vn to the bed / ther as the Millere lay
                                
                                  He wende haue cropen / by his felawe Iohn
                                
                                  And by the Millere / In he creep anoon
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                                  And caughte hym by the nekke / and softe he spak
                                
                                  He seyde thou Iohn / thow Swyneshed awak
                                
                                  ffor cristes saule / and here a noble game
                                
                                  ffor by that lord / þat called is Seint Iame
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                                  As I haue thries / in this shorte nyght
                                
                                  Swyued the Milleris doghter / bolt vp-right
                                
                                  Whil thow hast as a coward been agast
                                
                                  ¶ Ye false harlot quod the Millere hast
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                                  A false traytour / false clerk quod he
                                
                                  Thou shalt be deed / by goddes dignytee
                                
                                  Who dorste be so bold / to disparage
                                
                                  My doghter / that is come of swich lynage
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                                  And by the throte bolle / he caughte Alayn
                                
                                  And he hente hym / despitously agayn
                                
                                  And on the nose / he smoot hym with his fest
                                
                                  Doun ran the blody streem / vp on his brest

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Title: The Hengwrt ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
Author: Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
Canvas: Page 122
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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