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

                                
                                  The Champion cast tornes to Gamelyn that was prest.
                                
                                  And Gamelyn stood and bade hym done his best.
                                
                                  Than seide Gamelyn to the Champioun.
                                
                                  Thou art fast a-boute to bryng me a-doun.
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                                  Now I haue proued mony tornes of thyne.
                                
                                  Thou most he seide proue oon or two of myne.
                                
                                  Gamelyn to the Champion yede smertly a-none.
                                
                                  Of all the tornes that he couthe he schewid hym but one.
                                
                                  And kest hym on the lift side that thre ribbes to-brake.
                                
                                  And therto his one arme that yaf a gret crake.
                                
                                  Than seide Gamelyn smertly a-noon.
                                
                                  Schall it be holde for a cast or ellis for noon.
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                                  By god seide the Champion whether it be. [Harl. 1758 folio 48b] 
                                
                                  He that cometh ones in thi honde schall he neuyr the.
                                
                                  Than seide the ffrankeleyn that had his sones there.
                                
                                  Blessid be thou Gamelyn that euyr thou bore were.
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                                  The ffrankeleyn seide to the Champion on hym stood hym noon eye.
                                
                                  This is yong Gamelyn that taught the this pleye.
                                
                                  A-yen vnswarid the Champion that liked no thyng well.
                                
                                  He is alther maister and his pleie is right fell.
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                                  Sithen I wrastlid first it is gone yore.
                                
                                  But I was neuyr in my lyf handelid so sore.
                                
                                  Gamelyn stood in the place a-non with-out serke.
                                
                                  And seide if ther be mo lete hem come to werke.
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                                  The Champion that payned hym to wirke sore.
                                
                                  Hit semeth bi his contenaunce that he will no more.
                                
                                  Gamelyn in the place stood still as stoon.
                                
                                  ffor to a-bide wrastlyng but ther come noon.
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                                  Ther was non with Gamelyn that wolde wrastle more.
                                
                                  ffor he handlid the Champion so wondirly sore.
                                
                                  Two gentill men yemed the place.
                                
                                  Come to Gamelyn god yeue hym good grace.
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                                  And seide to hym do on thi hosen and thi schoon.
                                
                                  fforsothe at this tyme this faire is doon./
                                
                                  And than seide Gamelyn so mote I well fare.
                                
                                  I haue not yet hauyndell sold my ware.

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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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