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

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The Hengwrt ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
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Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
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London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,
1868-1879.
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"The Hengwrt ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall." In the digital collection Corpus of Middle English Prose and Verse. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/AGZ8233.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 14, 2025.

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¶ The myry talkyng of the Hoost to the Phisicien and the Pardoner.

Oure Hoost gan to swere / as he were wood Harrow quod he / by nayles and by blood Line 288 This was a fals cherl / and a fals Iustise As shameful deeth / as herte may deuyse Come to thise Iuges / and hir Aduocatz Algate this sely made / is slayn allas Line 292 Allas / to deere boghte she beautee Wherfore I seye alday / þat men may se That yiftes of ffortune / and of nature Been cause of deeth / to many a creature Line 296 . . . . . . . . . . [no gap in the MS.] Of bothe yiftes / þat I speke of now Men han ful ofte / moore for harm than prow Line 300 ¶ But trewely / myn owene maister deere This is a pitous tale / for to heere But nathelees passe ouer / is no fors I pray to god / so saue thy gentil cors Line 304 And eek thyne vrynals / and thy Iurdones Thyn Ypocras / and eek thy galyones And euery boyste / ful of thy letuarie God blesse hem / and oure lady Seinte Marie Line 308 So mote I then / thow art a propre man And lyk a prelat / by Seint Ronyan Seyde I nat wel / I kan nat speke in terme [folio 195b] But wel I woot thow doost myn herte to erme Line 312 That I almoost haue caught a Cardynacle By corpus bones / but if I haue triacle Or ellis a draghte / of moyste and corny ale Or but I heere anon / a murye tale Line 316

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[6-text p 313] Line 316 Myn herte is lost for pitee of this mayde ¶ Thow beel amy / thow Pardoner he sayde Tel vs som myrthe / or Iapes right anon ¶ It shal be doon quod he / by Seint Ronyon Line 320 But first quod he / heere at this ale stake I wol bothe drynke / and eten of a Cake ¶ And right anon / thise gentils gonne to crye Nay lat hym telle vs / of no ribawdye Line 324 Tel vs som moral thyng / þat we may leere Som wit / and thanne wol we gladly heere ¶ I graunte ywis quod he / but I moot thynke Vpon som honeste thyng whil þat I drynke Line 328
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