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

                                
                                  Now brother Gamelyn how vnswarest thou now.
                                
                                  Thou spakest neuyr suche a worde as thou dost now.
                                
                                  Be my feith seide Gamelyn now me thynketh nede.
                                
                                  Of alle the harmes that I haue I toke neuyr yet hede.
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                                  My parkis/ ben broken and my deer bi-reuyd.
                                
                                  Of myn armes and my stedis noght is me bileuyd.
                                
                                  All that my fadir me bi-quath all goth to schame.
                                
                                  And therfore haue thou goddis curs brother be thyn name./
                                
                                  Than spake his brother that rape was of rees.
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                                  Stonde stille gadlyng and holde thi pees.
                                
                                  Thou schalt be fayn to haue thi mete and thi wede.
                                
                                  What spekest thou gadlyng of londe or of lede.
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                                  Than seide Gamelyn the childe that was yeng.
                                
                                  Cristes curs mote he haue that clepeth me gadlyng.
                                
                                  I am no worse gadlyng ne no worse wight.
                                
                                  But borne of a lady and geten of a knyght. [Harl. 1758 folio 47a] 
                                
                                  Ne dorst he not to Gamelyn neuer a foot go.
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                                  But clepid to hym his men and seide to hem tho.
                                
                                  Goth and betith this boy and reueth hym his witte.
                                
                                  And lete hym lerne a nother tyme to vnsware me bette.
                                
                                  Then seide the childe yong Gamelyn.
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                                  Cristis curs mote thou haue brother art thou myn.
                                
                                  And if I schall algate be betyn a-noon.
                                
                                  Cristes curs mote thou haue but thou be that oon.
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                                  And a-non his brother in that grete hete.
                                
                                  Made his men to fette staues Gamelyn to bete.
                                
                                  When euery of hem had a staff nomen.
                                
                                  Gamelyn was ware tho he sigh hem comen.
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                                  Tho Gamelyn sigh hem comen he lokid ouer all.
                                
                                  And was war of a pestell stood vndir the wall./
                                
                                  Gamelyn was light and thider gon to lepe.
                                
                                  And droff alle his brethers men right sone on an hepe
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                                  And lokid as a wilde lion and leide on good wone.
                                
                                  Tho his brother sigh that he began to gone.
                                
                                  He fleigh vp in to a lofte and schette the dore faste.
                                
                                  Thus Gamelyn with his pestell made hem alle a-gaste.

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

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