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

                                
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                                  He wol yow haten / mortally certeyn
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                                  ¶ Daun Salomon / as wise clerkes seyn
                                
                                  Techeth a man / to kepen his tonge wel
                                
                                  But as I seyde / I nam nat textuel
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                                  But nathelecs / thus taughte me my Dame
                                
                                  My sone / thenk on the Crowe a goddes name
                                
                                  My sone / keep wel thy tonge / and kepe thy freend
                                
                                  A wikke tonge / is worse than a feend
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                                  My sone / from a feend / men may hem blesse
                                
                                  My sone / god / of his endelees goodnesse
                                
                                  Walled a tonge / with teeth / and lippes eke
                                
                                  ffor man sholde hym auyse / what he speeke
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                                  [ [Rats.]  [folio 111b] My s]one / ful ofte / for to muche speche
                                
                                  [ [Rats.] H]ath many a man ben spilt as clerkes teche
                                
                                  But for litel speche / auysely
                                
                                  Is no man shent to speke generally
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                                  My sone / thy tonge / sholdestow restreyne
                                
                                  At alle tymes / but whan thow doost thy peyne
                                
                                  To speke of god / in honour and prayere
                                
                                  The firste vertu sone / if thow wolt leere
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                                  Is to restreyne / and kepe wel thy tonge
                                
                                  Thus lernen children / whan þat they ben yonge
                                
                                  My sone / of muchel spekyng yuele auysed
                                
                                  Ther lasse spekyng hadde ynow suffised
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                                  Comth muchel harm / thus was me told & taught
                                
                                  In muchel speche / synne wanteth naught
                                
                                  Wostow wher of/ a rakel tonge serueth
                                
                                  Right as a swerd / forkitteth and forkerueth
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                                  An arm atwo / my deere sone right so
                                
                                  A tonge / kitteth frendship al atwo
                                
                                  A Ianglere / is to god abhomynable
                                
                                  Rede Salomon / so wys and honurable
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                                  Rede Dauid in his psalmes / rede Senekke
                                
                                  My sone / spek noght but with thyn hed thow bekke
                                
                                  Dissimule as thow were deef/ if þat thow heere
                                
                                  A Ianglere speke / of perilous matere

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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 255
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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