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

                                
                                  The knyght thought on treson and Gamelyn on noon.
                                
                                  And wente and kissed his brother and whan thei were at oon.
                                
                                  Allas yong Gamelyn no thyng he ne wiste.
                                
                                  With suche fals treson his brother hym kiste
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                                  ¶ Lyitheneth and listeneth and holdith your tonge.
                                
                                  And ye schull here talkyng of Gamelyn the yonge.
                                
                                  Ther was ther be siden cried a wrastlyng
                                
                                  And therfore ther was sette a Ram and a Ryng./
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                                  And Gamelyn was in will to wende therto.
                                
                                  ffor to preuyn hys myght what he coude do.
                                
                                  Brother seide Gamelyn be seynt Richere.
                                
                                  Thou moste lene me to nyght a litell cursere.
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                                  That is fresch to the sporis on for to ride.
                                
                                  I most on an erand a litell here be side.
                                
                                  Bi god seide his brother of stedis in my stalle.
                                
                                  Go and chese the the best spare noon of hem alle.
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                                  Of stedis and of cursers that stonden hem be side.
                                
                                  And telle me good brother whider thou wilt ride.
                                
                                  Here be side brother is cried a wrastlynge.
                                
                                  And there fore schall be set a Ram and Rynge.
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                                  Moche worschip it were brother to vs alle.
                                
                                  Might I the Ram and the Ryng bryngen home to this halle./
                                
                                  A stede ther was sadelid smertly and skete.
                                
                                  Gamelyn dide a peire of sporis faste on his fete.
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                                  He sette his foot in the stirop the stede he bi-strood.
                                
                                  And toward the wrastlynge the yong childe rood.
                                
                                  Tho Gamelyn the yonge was riden oute at gate.
                                
                                  The fals knyght his brother loked yet aftir thate.
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                                  And besought ihesu crist that is heuyn kyng.
                                
                                  He myght breke his nekke in that wrastlyng.
                                
                                  As sone a Gamelyn come there the place was.
                                
                                  He light downe of his stede and stood on the gras.
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                                  And there he herde a ffrankeleyn welaweie syng.
                                
                                  And bi-gan bitterly his hondis for to wryng.
                                
                                  Gode man seide Gamelyn whi makist thou this fare.
                                
                                  Is ther no man that may you helpen out of care.

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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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