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

                                
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                                  He wolde han fled / but þat the fox anon
                                
                                  Seyde gentil sire / allas wher wol ye gon
                                
                                  Be ye affrayd / of me þat am youre freend
                                
                                  Now certes / I were worse than a feend
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                                  If I to yow / wolde harm / or vileynye
                                
                                  I am nat come / youre conseil for tespye
                                
                                  But trewely / the cause of my comynge
                                
                                  Was oonly / for to herkne how þat ye synge
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                                  ffor trewely / ye han as myrie a steuene
                                
                                  As any Angel hath / þat is in heuene
                                
                                  Ther with / ye han in Musyk moore feelynge
                                
                                  Than hadde Boece / or any þat kan synge
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                                  My lord youre fader / god his soule blesse
                                
                                  And eek youre moder / of hire gentillesse
                                
                                   [Rats.]]  [folio 105b] [Ha]n in myn hous yben / to my gret ese
                                
                                  And certes sire / ful fayn wolde I yow plese
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                                  ¶ But for men speke of syngynge / I wol seye
                                
                                  So mote I browke wel / myne eyen tweye
                                
                                  Saue ye / I herde neuere man so synge
                                
                                  As dide youre fader / in the morwenynge
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                                  Certes / it was of herte / al that he song
                                
                                  And for to make his voys / the moore strong
                                
                                  He wolde so peyne hym / þat with bothe hise eyen
                                
                                  He moste wynke / so loude he wolde cryen
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                                  And stonden on his typton / ther with al
                                
                                  And strecche forth his nekke / long and smal
                                
                                  And eek/ he was of swich discrecion
                                
                                  That ther nas no man / in no Region
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                                  That hym in song / or wisdom myghte passe
                                
                                  I haue wel rad / in daun Burnelle the Asse
                                
                                  Among hise vers / how þat ther was a cok
                                
                                  ffor a preestes sone / yaf hym a knok
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                                  Vp-on his leg whil he was yong and nyce
                                
                                  He made hym / for to lese his benefice
                                
                                  But certeyn / ther nys no comparison
                                
                                  Bitwix the wisdom / and discrecion

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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 240
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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