The Cambridge ms (University library, Gg. 4.27) of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.

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The Cambridge ms (University library, Gg. 4.27) of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
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Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
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London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by K. Paul, Trench, Trübner,
1868-1879.
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APPENDIX TO GROUP A.

[THE SPURIOUS TALE OF GAMELYN.]

[Spurious Link.]
But here of I wil passe as now [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 51b] [line 11.] And of ȝong Gamelyne I wil telle ȝou Line 2
[Tale.]
The tale of ȝong Gamelyn Erthen and listeneth and herkenyth a right Line 1 And shul here of a doughty knyght Sir Iohan de Boundys was his name He coude of norture and of mochel game Line 4 Thre sones þe knyght had and with his body hem wan The eldest was a moche schrewe and sone he be-gan His brethren loued wel her fader and of hym were a-gast The eldist disserued his fader curs and had it at þe last Line 8 The gode knyght his fader lyued so ȝore That deth was comen hym to. and handelid him ful sore The gode knyght cared sore. sike þere he lay How his children shuld lyuen after his day Line 12 He had ben wide where but non husbond he was Al þe londe þat he had hit was purchas ffayn he wold hit were dressed a-mong hem alle That eche of hem hadde his part as it myght falle Line 16 Tho sente he in to cuntre after wise knyghtes To helpen delen his londes and dressen hem to rightes He sent hem. word by lettres þai shuld hye blyue Ȝif þei wold speke with him while he was on lyue Line 20

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Line 20 Tho þe knyghtes. herden. sike þat he lay Had þey no rest nothir nyght ne day Til þey come to him þere he lay stille On his deth bed to a-bide goddes wille. Line 24 Then seyde þe goode knyght sike þere he lay [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 52a] Lordes I ȝou warne for soþe with-oute nay I may no lenger lyuen here in þis stonde ffor thorugh goddes wille deth drawes to gronde Line 28 Ther nas non of hem alle þat herde hem a right That þey hadden reuthe of þat ilke knyght And seiden sir for goddes loue ne dismay ȝou nouȝt God may done bote of bale þat is now I-wrouȝt Line 32 Than spake þe gode knyght sike þere he lay Bote of bale god may sende I wote it is not nay But I beseche ȝou knyghtes for þe loue of me Goth and dresseth my londes a-mong my sones thre Line 36 And for þe loue of god delith not hem amys And for-ȝeteþ not Gamelyn my ȝong sone þat is Taketh hede to þat one as wel as to þat oþer Selde ȝe seen any heire helpen his brother Line 40 Tho leten þey þe knyght lyen þat was not in hele And wenten in to counseil his londis for to dele ffor to delen hem alle to oon þat was her þoght And for Gamelyn wast ȝongest he shuld haue nouȝt Line 44 Alle þe lond þat þer was þei dalten it in two And leten Gamelyn þe ȝong with-outen lond go And eche of hem saide to other ful lowde His brethren myght ȝeue hym lond when he good cowde Line 48 When þey had deled at her wille They comen to þe knyght þer he ley stille And tolde hym a-non how þei had wrought And þe knyght ther he lay likid it right nought Line 52 Than seyde þe knyght by seynt martyn ffor al þat ȝe haue don ȝet is þe lond myn ffor go goddes loue Neigboures stondith al stille And I wil delen my lond right after my wille Line 56

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Line 56 Iohn my eldest sone shal haue plowes fyue That was my fadres heritage while he was on lyue And my mydlest sone fyue plowes of lond That I halp for to gete with my right hond Line 60 And al myn oþer purchas of londes and ledes [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 52b] That I be-queeþe Gamelyn and alle my gode stedes And I beseke ȝou good men þat law con of lond ffor Gamelyns loue þat my quest stond Line 64 Thus dalt þe knyght his lond by his day Right on his deth bed sike þere he lay And sone aftirward he lay stoon stille And died whan tyme come as it was cristes wille Line 68 A-none as he was deed and vnder gras graue Sone þe elder broþer gyled þe ȝong knaue He toke in to his honde and his lede And Gamelyn him selfe to clothen and to fede Line 72 He cloþed hym and fedde hym yuel and eke wrothe And lete him his londes for-fare and his houses boþe His parkes and his wodes and dide noþyng welle And sithen he it a-bowȝt on his owne felle Line 76 So longe was Gamelyn in his brothers halle ffor þe strengest of good wille þei doutenden alle Ther was none þere in. noþer ȝong ne old That wold wrath Gamelyn where he neuer so bold Line 80 Gamelyn stode on a day in his brothers ȝerde And by-gan with his hand to hondel his berde He þouȝt on his landes þat lay on-sawe And his faire okes þat doune were I-drawe Line 84 His parkes were broken and his dere reved Of alle his good stedes noon was him by-leued His houses were vn-hiled and ful euel dight Tho þouȝt Gamelyn it went not a right Line 88 Aftirward came his brother walkyng þere And seide to Gamelyn is oure mete ȝere Tho wrathed him Gamelyn and swore by goodes booke Thou shalt go bake þy self I wilnot be þi cooke Line 92

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Line 92 Now broþer Gamelyn hou vnswarest þou now Thou spakkest neuer suche a word as þou dost now By my feythe seide Gamelyn now me þynkith nede Of alle þe armes þat I haue I toke neuer ȝet hede Line 96 My parkes ben broken and my dere by-reved [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 53a] Of myn armes and my stedes noght is me byleued Al þat my fader me quaþ al goth to schame And þerfore haue goddes curs broþer by þyn name Line 100 Than spak his brother þat rape was of rees Stand stille gadlyng and hold þy pees Thou shalt fayne to haue þy mete and þy wede What spekest þou gadlyng of lond or of lede Line 104 Than seide Gamelyn þe child þat was ȝyng Cristes curs mote he haue þat clepith me gadlyng I am no worse gadlyng ne no worse wight But borne of a lady and geten of a knyght Line 108 Ne dirst he note to Gamelyn neuer a fote go But clepid to him his men and saide to hem þo Goth and bethet þis boy and reueth him his witte And lette hym lerne an oþer tyme to vnsware me bette Line 112 Then seide þe child ȝong Gamelyn Cristes curs mote þou haue brother art þou myn And ȝif y shal algate be beten a-noon Cristes curs mote þou haue but þou be þat oon Line 116 An-noon his brother in þat grete hete Made his men to fette staffes Gamelyn to bete When euery of hem hed a staffe nomen Gamelyn was ware tho he seigh hem comen Line 120 Tho Gamelyn seigh hem comen he lokid ouer all And was war of a pestel stood vnder þe wall Gamelyn was light and þider he can lepe And droff alle his brothers men right sone on hepe Line 124 And lokid as a wild lyon and layde on gode wone Tho his brother sei þat he by-gan to gone He fley vp in to a loft and shete þe dore fast Thus Gamelyn with his pestel made hem alle a-gast Line 128

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Line 128 Some for Gamelyns loue and some for eye Alle þey drowen hem to halues þoo he gan to flee What now seide Gamelyn euel mote ȝe þe Wille ȝe by-gynne contyk and so sone flee Line 132 Gamelyn souȝt his brother whider he was flow [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 53b] And saughe where he lokid oute of a wyndow Brother seyde Gamelyn come a litul nere And I wille teche the a play at the bokeler Line 136 His brother him vnswarid and seide by seynt Richere While þat pestel is in thi hond I wole come no nere Brother I wil make thi pees I swere by cr[i]stes ore Cast a-way þe pestel and wrath the no more Line 140 I moste nede saide Gamelyn wrath me at ones ffor þou wold make þy men to breke my bones Ne hadde I hadde mayn and myght in myn armes To haue hem fro me thei wold haue do de harmes Line 144 Gamelyn saide his brother be þou not wroth ffor to seen the haue harme me were right loth I ne dede it nouȝt brother but for a fondyng ffor to loken or þou art strong and art so ȝyng Line 148 Come a doune þen to me and graunt me my bone Of o þyng I wil þe axe and we shul saught sone Downe þan come his brother þat fekil was and felle And was swich sore a-ferd of the pestell Line 152 He seide brother Gamelyn axe me þy bone And loke þou blame but I it graunt sone Than seide Gamelyn brother I was And we shull be at one þou most graunt me þis Line 156 Alle þat my fader me by-quaþ while þat he was on lyue Thou moust do me it haue ȝif we shul not stryve That shalt þou haue Gamelyn I swere by cristes ore Alle þat fader þe be-quaþ þough þou woldest haue more Line 160 Thi lond þat lith leye. wel it shal be sowe And þyn houses reised vp þat ben leide ful lowe Thus seide þe knyght to Gamelyn with mouth And þouȝt on falsenes as he wel couth Line 164

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Line 164 The knyght þought on treson an Gamelyn on none And went and kissed his brother and whenne þey weren atone Allas ȝong Gamelyn no þyng he ne wiste With suche fals treson his brother hym kyste Line 168 Lyithenyth and lystnyth and holdith ȝoure tong [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 54a] And ȝe shul here talkyng of Gamelyn þe ȝong Ther was ther be siden. cried a wrastlyng And ther for ther was sette a Ram and a ryng Line 172 And Gamelyn was in wille to wende þer to ffor to preuen his myght what he coude do Brother seid Gamelyn be seynt Richere Thou most lene me to nyght a litel coursere Line 176 That is fressh to þe spores on for to ryde I most on an Erand a litel here by side Be god seide his broþer of stedes in my stalle Go and chese the best spare non of hem alle Line 180 Of stedes and of coursers that stoden hem be side And telle me gode brother whedir þou wilt ride Here by side brother ys cried a wrastlyng And þerfore shal be set a Ram an a ryng Line 184 Moche worship it were brother to vs alle Might ȝe the ram and þe ryng bryngen home to þis halle A stede þer was sadeled smertly and skete Gamelyn did a paire of spores fast on his fete Line 188 He sette his foot in þe stirop þe stede he by-strood And toward þe wrastlyng þe yong child rood Tho Gamelyn þe yong was riden oute at gate The fals knyght his brother lokid yit after þate Line 192 And by-souȝt ihesu crist þat is heuen kyng He myght breke his nekke in þat wrastlyng As sone as Gamelyn come þere the place was He light doun of his stede on the gras Line 196 And ther he herde a frankeleyn weylaway synge And bi-gan bitterly his hondes for to wrynge Gode man saide Gamelyn whi makest þou þis fare Is ther no man þat may ȝou helpen oute of care Line 200

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Line 200 Allas seide þis f[r]ankelyn þat euer y was bore ffor twey stalworth sones I wene þat I haue lore A Champyon is in þe place þat haþ wrouȝt me sorowe Line 203 ffor he hath slayn my two sones but ȝif god hem borowe I wel ȝeue ten pound by ihesu crist and more [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 54b] With þe nones that I fonde a man to handle hym sore Gode man seide Gamelyn wilt þou wel done Hold my hors while my man drawith of my shone Line 208 And helpe my man to kepe my clothes and my stede And I wil in to place gone to loke if y may spede By god seyde the frankeleyn it shal be done I wille my self be þy mane [[MS name]] to draw of þy shone And wende þou in to place ihesu crist the spede And drede not of thi clothes ne of thi gode stede Barfoot and vngirt Gamelyn In came Alle þat were in þe place hede of him þei name Line 216 How he dorste auntre him to done his myght That was so doughty a champion in wrastlyng and in fight Vp sterte þe Champion rapely a-none Toward ȝong Gamelyn he by-gan to gone Line 220 And seide who is þy fader and who is þy sire ffor soþe þou art a grete foole þat þou come here Gamelyn vnswarid þe Champion tho Thou knew wel my fader while he couthe go Line 224 Whilis he was on lyue by seynt Martyn Sire Iohan of Boundis was his name and I Gamelyn ffelaw seide the Champion so mote I thryue I knewe wel the fader whiles he was on lyue Line 228 And thi self Gamelyn I wil þat þou it here While þou were a ȝong boy a moche schrew þou were Than saide Gamelyn and swore by cristes ore Now I am older wax þou shal fynde me a more Line 232 By god seyde þe Champion wel come mote þou be Come þou ones in myn honde þou shalt neuer the It was wel with-inne nyght and þe mone shone When Gamelyn and the Champion to gedre gon gone Line 236

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Line 236 The Champion cast tornes to Gamelyn þat was prest And Gamelyn stode and bade hym done his best Than seide Gamelyn to þe Champion Thou art fast a-boute to bryng me a-don. Line 240 Now I haue proued mony tornes of thyne [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 55a] Thow most he seide proue on or two of myne Gamelyn to the Champion ȝede smertly a-none Of alle tornes þat he couthe he shewed hym but one Line 244 And kest hym on the lift side þat þre ribbes to-brake And þerto his on arme þat ȝaf a grete crak Than sayde Gamelyn smertly a none Shal it be hold for a cast or ellis for none Line 248 By god seide þe Champion where it be He þat comeþ ones in þy honde shal he neuer the Than seide þe frankelyn þat had his sones þere Blessed be þou Gamelyn þat euer þou bore were Line 252 The frankeleyn seide to the Champion on hym stood hym no eye This is ȝon Gamelyn þat taught the þis pleie Aȝen vnsward þe Champion þat liked no þyns wel He is alther meister and his pleie is right felle Line 256 Sithen I wrastelet first it is gon ȝore But I was in my lif handled neuer so sore Gamelyn stode in the place a-non with-oute serke And seide ȝif þer be mo let hem come to werke Line 260 The Champion þat payned hym to werke sore Hit semeth by his contenance þat he wille nomore Gamelyn in the place stoode stille as stoon ffor to a-bide wrastlyng but þer come non Line 264 Ther was none with Gamelyn þat wold wrastle more ffor he handlid þe Champyon so wonderly sore To gentil men ȝemed þe place Come to gamelyn god ȝyue hym gode grace Line 268 And seide to hym to on thi hosen and þi shone ffor soþe at þis tyme þis faire is done And þan saide Gamelyn so mote I wel fare I haue not ȝet haluendel sold my ware Line 272

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Line 272 Tho seide þe Champion so brok I my swere He is a fool þat þer-of bief þou sillest it so dere Thoo seide the frankeleyn þat was in moche care ffelaw he seide why lakkist þou þis ware Line 276 By seynt Iame in Gales þat mony man hath sought [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 55b] Ȝit is it to good chepe þat þou hast bought Tho þat wardeyns were of þat wrastlyng Come and brouȝt Gamelyn þe Ram and þe ryng Line 280 . . . . . . . . . . [no gap in the MS.] And Gamelyn thouȝt it was a faire þyng And went with moche Ioy home in þe mornyng Line 284 His broþer seie where he came with þe grete route And bade shit þe gate and hold hym with-oute The porter of his lord was sore a-gaste And stert a-none to the gate and lokked it faste Line 288 Now lytþeþ and lysteneyth boþe yong and old And ȝe shul he Gamyn of Gamelyn þe bold Gamelyn come þerto for to haue comyn In Than was it schet fast with a pyn Line 292 Than seide Gamelyn porter vndo þe ȝate ffor gode mannys sone stond þer ate Than answered þe porter and sware by goddes berd Thou ne shalt Gamelyn come in to this ȝerd Line 296 Thou lixt seide Gamelyn so broke I my chyne He smote the wiket with his foote and brake a-way þe pyne The porter sey tho it myght no better be He sette fote on erthe and by-gan to flee Line 300 By my fey seide Gamelyn þat trauel is lore ffor I am on fote as light as þou haddest it swore Gamelyn ouer toke þe porter and his tene wrake And girt him in the nekke þat þe boon to-brake Line 304 And toke him in his arme and threw hym in a welle Vijc. fadame it was depe I haue herd telle Whan Gamelyn þe ȝong þus had plaide his plaie Alle þat in the ȝerde were drowen hem a-waye Line 303

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Line 303 They dredein hym fol sore for werke þat he wrought And for þe faire companye þat he þedir brought Gamelyn ȝede to þe ȝate and lete hit vp wide He lete in alle þat gone old or ride Line 312 And seide ȝe be welcome with-oute eny greue ffor we wille be maisters here and axe no man leue Ȝersterday I left . seyde ȝong Gamelyn [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 56a] In my broþer seller fyue tonne wyne Line 316 I wilnot þis companye parten on twyne And ȝe wille don after me while sope ys þer-inne And ȝif my brother gruche or make foule chere Other for spence of mete or drynke þat we spende here Line 320 I am oure Catour and bere oure alþer purse He shal haue for his gruchyng seynt marie curse My brother ys a nygon y swere by cristes ore And we wille spende largely þat he hath spared ȝore Line 324 And who þat make gruchyng þat we here dwelle He shal to porter in to þe drawe welle Vij. dayes and vij. nyght : Gamelyn held his fest With moche solace was there and none chest Line 328 In a litel torret his broþer ley steke And sey hem wast his good and dorst not speke Erly in a mornyng on the viij. day The gestes come to Gamelyn and wold gone her way Line 332 Lordes seide Gamelyn wil ȝe so hye Alle þe wyne is not ȝet dronke so broke I myn eye Gamelyn in his hert was ful wo Whenne his gestes toke her leue fro hym for to go Line 336 He wold þey hadde dwelled lenger and þey seide nay But by-tauȝt Gamelyn god and goode day Thus made Gamelyn his fest and brouȝt it wel to ende And after his gestes to leue to wende Line 340 Lytheþ and lystenyth and holdeth ȝoure tonge And ȝe shul here Gamen of Gamelyn þe ȝong Herkenyth lordynges and lystenyth a right Whenne alle gestes were gon how Gamelyn was dight Line 344

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Line 344 Alle þe while þat Gamelyn held his mangerie His broþer þoght on hym be wreke with his trecherie Tho Gamelyns gestis were riden and gone Gamelyn stode a-none allone frende hed he none Line 348 Tho after felle sone with-In a litul stonde Gamelyn was taken and ful hard I-bonde. fforþ come þe fals knyght oute of þe solere [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 56b] To Gamelyn his broþer he ȝede ful nere Line 352 And saide to Gamelyn ho made þe so bolde ffor to stroien my store of my householde Brother seyde Gamelyn wrath the right noght ffor it is mony day gone sith it was boght Line 356 ffor broþer þou last hadde by seynt Richere Of xv. plowes of lond þis sixtene ȝere And of alle the bestis þou hast forþ bredde That my fader me by-quaþ on his deþ bedde Line 360 Of alle þis sixtene I ȝeue þe þe prowe ffor þe mete and the drynke þat we haue spended now Than sayde þe false knyght euyl mote he the Herken broþer Gamelyn what I wil geve þe Line 364 ffor of my body brother here geten haue I none I wil make the myn eyer I swere by seynt Iohan Parfay saide Gamelyn and it so be And þou þinkest as þou seist gold ȝeld it the Line 368 No thyng wist Gamelyn of his broþer gyle Therfore he hym by-gyled in a litul while Gamelyn seide he oo þyng I þe telle Tho thow threw my porter in þe drawe wel Line 372 I swor in þat wrath and in that grete moote That þou shuldist be bond both hond and foote . . . . . . . . . . Line 376 . . . . . [no gap in the MS.] ffor to holden my a-vou as I the be-hote Brother seide Gamelyn as mote ȝe the Þou shalt be for-swore for the loue of me Line 380

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Line 380 Tho maden þei Gamelyn to sitte myght he not stonde Til þey hadde him both foot and honde The fals knyght his broþer of Gamelyn was a-gast And sende after feters to feteren him fast Line 384 His broþer made lesynges on hym þer he stode And tolde hem þat comen In þat Gamelyn was wode Gamelyn stode to a post bonden in the halle Tho that comen In . loked on hym alle Line 388 Euere stode Gamelyn euen vp right [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 57a] But mete and drynke had he none noþer day ne nyght Than saide Gamelyn brothir by myn hals Now I haue aspied þou art a party fals Line 392 Had I wist þe treson þat þou hast fond I wold haue ȝeue strokes or I had be bond Gamelyn stode stille bonde as eny stone Two dayes and two nyghtes mete hadde he none Line 396 Than seide Gamelyn þat stode I-bonde strong Adam spenser me þinkiþ I fast to long Adam spenser now I beseche the ffor þe moche loue my fader loued the Line 400 Ȝif þou may come to the keyes lese me out of bond And I wil parte with the of my fre lond Than seide Adam þat was þe spencer I haue serued þy brother þis xvj. ȝere Line 404 Ȝif I let the gon out of his beure He wold saie afterward I were a traitour Adam seide Gamelyn so brok I myn hals Thou shalt fynd my broþer at þe last fals Line 408 Therfore broþer Adam lose me oute of bondes And I wil parte with the of my fre londes Vp suche forward seide Adam I-wis I wil do þerto al þat in me is Line 412 Adam seide Gamelyn as mote I the I wille hold þe couenaunt and þou wil me Anone as Adams lord to bedde was gone Adam toke þe keyes and lete Gamelyn oute a-none Line 416

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Line 416 He vnloked Gamelyn boþe hondes and feete In hope of auauncement þat he him be-hete Than seide Gamelyn þankid be goddes sonde Now I am lose boþe foote and hande Line 420 Hadde I now eten and dronken a right Ther is none in this hous shuld bynde ne þis nyght Adam toke Gamelyn as stille as eny stoon And lad hym in to spense raply a-none . Line 424 And sette hym to soper right in a priue stede [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 57b] He badde him do gladly adam so dide Anon as Gamelyn had eten wel and fyne And þerto I-dronken wel of þe rede wyne Line 428 Adam seyde Gamelyn what is now þi rede Or I go to my brother and gird of his hede Gamelyn seid Adam it shal not be so I con teche the a rede þat is worth þe two Line 432 I wote wel for soþe þat þis is no nay We shul haue a mangery right on sonday Abbotes and prioures mony here shal be And oþer men of holy chirche as I telle the Line 436 Thou shalt stond vp by þe post as þou wer hond fast And I shal leue hem vnloke þat a-way þou may hem cast Whan þat þei haue eten and wasshen her hondis Thou shalt biseke hem alle to bryng the oute of bondys . . . . . Line 441 . . . . . [no gap in the MS.] And if eche of hem say to vs nay I shal do an oþer I swere by þis day Line 444 Thou shalt haue a gode staff I wil haue another And cristes curs haue þat oon þat falith þat oþir Ȝe for god seide Gamelyn I sey it for me Ȝif I faile on my side euel mote I the Line 448 Ȝif we shul algate assoile hem of her synne Warne me brother Adam whan we shul be-gynne Gamelyn saide Adam by seynt charite I wil warne the by-forne whan it shal be Line 452

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Line 452 Whan I wynke on the loke for to goon And caste a-way thy feders and come to me anoon Adam seyd Gamelyn blessed be þy bones That is a gode conseil ȝeuen for þe nones Line 456 Ȝif þey werne me to bryng þe oute of bondes I wil sette gode strokes right on her lendes Tho þe sonday was comen and folke to þe feste ffaire þei were welcomed boþe lest and meste Line 460 And euere as þey at þe halle dore come Inne They cast here eye on ȝong Gamelyn . The fals knyght his brothir ful of trecherye [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 58a] Alle þe gestes þat þer were at þe mangerye Line 464 Of Gamelyn his brothir he told hem with mouthe Alle þe harme and þe shame þat he telle couthe Tho þei were I-serued of messes two or thre Than seide Gamelyn how serue ȝe me Line 468 It is noght wel serued by god þat all made That I sitte fastyng and oþer men make glade The fals knyght his brother þer as he stoode Told alle gestes that Gamelyn was woode Line 472 And Gamelyn stoode stille and vnswared noght But Adams wordes he held in his þought Tho Gamelyn gan speke deolfully with alle To þe grete lordes þat saten in þe halle Line 476 Lordes he saide for cristes passion Helpe to bryng Gamelyn oute of prison Than saide an Abbot sorow on his cheke He shal haue cristes curs and seynt maryes eke Line 480 That þe oute of prison beggeþ or borowe But euer worth hym wel þat doþe þe moche sorowe After þat abbot þan spake an oþer I wold þyn heed were of þeigh þou were my brother Line 484 Alle þat þe borow foul mote hem falle Thus þei saide alle þat were in the halle Than saide a priour euel mote he preue It is grete sorow and care boy þou art on lyue Line 488

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Line 488 Ow seide Gamelyn so broke I my bone Now I haue spied þat frendes haue I none Cursed mote he worth both flessh and blood That euer doth abbot or priour eny good Line 492 Adam þe spense toke vp toke vp þe cloþe And loked on Gamelyn and say þat he was wroth Adam on þe pantrie litul he þought . . . . . [no gap in the MS.] Line 496 Adam lokith on Gamelyn and he was war anone And cast a-way þe feters and by-gan to gone Tho he come to Adam he toke þe on stafe And by-gan to worche and good strokes ȝafe Line 500 Gamelyn come in to the halle and þe spencer boþe [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 58b] And lokid hem a-boute as þei hadde be wroþe Gamelyn spreynyþ holiwater with a Oken spire That some þat stood vp right fel in the fire Line 504 Ther was no lewed man þat in þe halle stode That wolde do Gamelyn ony þing but gode But stoden bisiden and leten hem boþe wirche ffor þei hadde no rewth of men of holy chirche Line 508 Abbot or priour monk or chanoun That Gamelyn ouertoke anoon þei ȝeden doun Ther was noon of alle þat with his staff mette That he made hem ouerthrow and quitte hem his dette Line 512 Gamelyn seide Adam for seint Charite Paye gode lyueray for þe loue of me And I wil kepe the dore so euere here I masse Er þei ben assoyled ther shall noon passe Line 516 Doute þee nought seide Gamelyn while we ben in fere Kepe þou wel þe dore and I wole worche heere Bistere þee gode Adam and let ther noon fle And we shull telle largely how many þat þer be Line 520 Gamelyn seide Adam do hem but gode Thei ben men of hooly chirche drawe of hem no blode Saue wel þe coroun and do hem no harmes But breke bothe her leggis and sithen her armes Line 524

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Line 524 Thus Gamelyn and Adam wrought right fast And playde with the monkes and made hem agast Thider þei come ryding iolily with swaynes And home aȝen þei weren lad in cartes and in waynes Line 528 Tho þei hadden alle don þanne seide a gray frere Alas sir Abbot what dide we now heere Tho þat we comen hider it was a cold rede Vs hadde ben better at home with water and with brede While Gamelyn made ordres of Monkes and frere Line 533 Euer stode his brother and made foule chere Gamelyn vp with his staff þat he wel knewe And girt hym in þe necke þat he ouerthrewe Line 536 A litel aboue the girdel þe rigge boon to-brast [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 59a] And sette hym in þe fetres þere he sat sat arst Sitte þer brother seyde Gamelyn fforto colen thi body as I dide myne Line 540 As swithe as þei hadden wroken hem of her foon Thei asked water and wasshen anoon What some for her loue and some for her awe Alle þe seruauntes serued hem of þe best lawe Line 544 The Sherryf was þenne but fyue myle And alle was told hym in a lytel while How Gamelyn and Adam hadde don a sory res Bounden and wounden men aȝens þe kinges pes Line 548 Tho bigan soone stryf forto wake And þe Sherryf aboute Gamelyn for to take Now lytheth and lystneth so god ȝeue ȝou good fyne And ȝe shullen here good game of ȝong Gamelyne Line 552 ffoure and twenty ȝongemen þat helden hem ful bolde Come to þe Sherryf and seide þat þei wolde Gamelyn and Adam fette by her fay The Sherryf ȝeue hem leue soth forto say Line 556 They hyeden fast wolde þei not lynne Tyl þei come to þe gate ther Gamelyn was Inne They knokkiden atte gate þe porter was nygh And lokide out at an hole as man þat was sligh Line 560

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Line 560 The porter hadde biholde hem a litel while He loued wel Gamelyn and was a-drad of gyle And let þe wiket stonde ful stille And asked hem withoute what was her wille Line 564 ffor al þe gret companye þan spak but oon Vndo þe gate porter and let us yn goon Thanne seide þe porter so broke I my chyn Ȝe shullen seye ȝoure erand er ȝe come In Line 568 Say to Gamelyn and adam if þer wille be We wille speke with hem two wordes or thre ffelowe seide þe porter stonde þere stille And I wil wende to Gamelyn to wite his wille. Line 572 In went þe porter to Gamelyn anoon [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 59b] And seide sir I warne ȝou heere be comen ȝoure foon The Sherrefs men ben atte gate fforto take ȝou bothe shul ȝe not ascape Line 576 Porter seide Gamelyn so mote I wel thee I wole allow þee þi wordis whanne y my tyme se Go agayn to þe gate and dwelle with hem a while And þou shalt se right soone porter/ a gyle Line 580 Adam seide Gamelyn loke þee to gone We haue fomen atte þe gate and freendes neuere one It ben þe Sherryfs men þat hider ben comen They ben swore to-gidre þat we shullen be nomen Line 584 Gamelyn seide adam hye þee right blyue And if I fayle þee þis day yuel mote I thryue And we shullen so welcome þe Sherrifs men That some of hem shullen make her beddes in þe fen Line 588 At a posterne gate Gamylyn out went And a good Cartstaff in his hond hent Adam hente soone anoþer gret staff fforto helpen Gamelyn and good strokes ȝaf Line 592 Adam fel tweyne and Gamelyn fel three The Other sette feet on erþe and bigan to flee What seide adam so euere here I masse I haue right good wyne drynk er ȝe passe Line 596

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Line 596 Nay bi god seide þei þi drynk is not goode It wolde make mannes brayn to lien in his hoode Gamelyn stode stille and lokide hym aboute And seide þe Sherrif cometh with a gret route Line 600 Adam seide Gamelyn what ben now þi redes Heere cometh the Sherryf and wil haue oure heedes Adam seide to Gamelyn my rede is now þis Abide we no lenger lest we fare Amys Line 604 I rede þat we to wode gone er þat we be founde Better is þere louse þan in towne be bounde Adam toke by þe hond ȝong Gamelyn And euery of hem drank a draught of wyn Line 608 And aftir token her cours and wenten her way [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 60a] Tho fonde the Sherryf nest but noon Eye The Sherryf light downe and wente into halle And fonde þe lorde fetred fast withalle Line 612 The Sherryf vnfetrede hym right soone Anone And sente aftir/ a lege to hele his rygge bone Lete we now þe fals knyght lie in his care And talke we of Gamelyn and loke howe he fare Line 616 Gamelyn into the wode stalkid stille And adam spencer/ liked right ille Adam swore to Gamelyn by seint Richere Now I se it is mery to be a spencere Line 620 That leuer/ me were keyes to bere Thanne walken in this wilde wode my clothes to tere Adam seide Gamelyn dismay thee right noght Many goode mannes child in care is brought Line 624 As þei stode talking bothen in fere Adam herde talking of men and nygh hym thoght þei were Tho Gamelyn vndir/ wode lokide a right Seuene score of ȝongemen he se wel I-dight Line 628 Alle Sate at þe mete compas aboute Adam seide Gamelyn now haue I no doute After bale cometh bote thorogh goddis myght Me þenke of mete and drynk I haue a sight Line 632

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Line 632 Adam lokide tho vndir/ wode bough And tho he Say mete and he was glad ynough ffor he hoped to god to haue his dele And he was sore alonged aftir a good mele Line 636 As he seide þat word þe mayster outlawe Sawgh Adam and Gamelyn vndir wode shawe Ȝongemen seide þe maister bi þe goode Rode I am war/ of gestes god send vs goode Line 640 Ȝonde ben two ȝongemen wel dight And perauenture ther ben more who so lokid a right Arisith up ȝongemen and fette hem to me It is good that we witen what men they be Line 644 Vp ther sterten seuene fro the dynere [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 60b] And metten with Gamelyn and adam spencere Whan þei weren nygh hem þanne seide that one Ȝeldeth ȝou ȝongemen ȝoure bowes and ȝoure flone Line 648 Thanne seide Gamelyn that ȝonge was of eelde Mich sorowe mote thei haue þat to ȝou hem ȝelde I course noon other/ but right my selue Though ȝe fette to ȝou fyue þan be ȝe twelue Line 652 Tho þei herde bi his word that myght was in his arme Ther was noon of hem þat wolde do hem harme But seide to Gamelyn myldly and stille Come afore our maister and seie to hym þi wille Line 656 Ȝongemen seide Gamelyn by ȝoure lewte What man is ȝoure maister that ȝe with be Alle þei answeride withoute lesyng Oure mayster is corouned of outelawis king Line 660 Adam seide Gamelyn go we in cristes name He may neiþer mete ne drynk werne vs for shame If þat he be hende and come of gentyl bloode He wole ȝeue us mete and drynk and do us some goode Line 664 By seint Iame seide adam what harme þat I gete I wil auenture me that I hadde mete Gamelyn and adam wente forth in fere And þei grette þe mayster þat þei fonde þere Line 668

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Line 668 Thanne seide the mayster king of outlawis What seke ȝe ȝongemen vndir wode shawes Gamelyn answeride þe king with his coroun He must nedis walke in feeld þat may not walke in toun Line 672 Sire we walke not heere noon harme to do But if we mete a dere to shete therto As men that ben hungry and mowe no mete fynde And ben hard bistad vnder wode lynde Line 676 Of Gamelyn wordis the maister hadde ruthe And seide ȝe shal haue ynow haue god my treuthe He bad hem sitte doun forto take reste And bad hem ete and drynke and that of the beste/ Line 680 As þei eten and drunken wel and fyne [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 61a] Thanne seide oon to another/ þis is Gamelyne Tho was the maister outlawe into Counsel nome And tolde how it was Gamelyn that was thider come Line 684 Anone as he herde how it was bifalle He made hym maister vnder hym ouer hem alle Withynne the thridde woke hym come tydyng To the maister outlawe that was her king Line 688 That he shulde come home his pees was maad And of that good tyding he was ful glade Tho seide he to his ȝongemen soth forto telle Me ben comen tydynges I may no lenger dwelle Line 692 Tho was gamelyn anone without tariyng Made maister/ outlawe and corouned her king Tho was Gamelyn crowned king of outlawes And walkide a while vndir wode shawes Line 696 The fals knyght his brother/ was Shereue and sire And lete his brother endite for hate and for hire Tho were his bondemen sory and no þing glad Whanne Gamelyn her lord wolfes heed was cried & maad Line 700 And sent oute of his men where þei myght hym fynde fforto seke Gamelyn vndir wode lynde To telle hym tidyng the wynde was went And all his good reued and alle his men shent Line 704

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Line 704 Whanne þei hadden hym founden on knees þei hem setten And a-doun with her hoode and her lord gretten Sire wrathe ȝou nought for þe goode roode ffor we haue brought ȝou tydyng but þei be nought gode Line 708 Now is þi brother Sherreue and hath the baillie And hath endited thee and wolfes heed doth thee crie Allas seide Gamelyn þat euere I was so slak That I ne hadde broke his necke tho I his rigge brak Line 712 Goth gretith wel myn husbondes and wyf I wil be atte þe next shire and god sende me lyf Gamelyn cam redy to þe next shire And there was his brother boþe lord and sire Line 716 Gamelyn booldlich come into the mote halle [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 61b] And putte a-doun his hoode among the lordis alle God saue ȝou lordis that here bee But brok bak Sherreue yuel mote thou thee Line 720 Why hast thou do me that Shame and vylonye fforto late endite me and wolfes heed do me crie Tho thought the fals knyght fforto ben a-wreke And lete Gamelyn most he no thing speke Line 724 Might ther be no grace but Gamelyn atte þe laste Was cast in prisoun and fetered faste Gamelyn hath a brother that hight Sir Ote As good a knyght and hende as myght gone on fote Line 728 Anone ȝede a messager to that good knyght And tolde hym al to-gidre how gamelyn was dight Anone as Sir Ote herde how Gamelyn was dight He was right Sori. was he no thing light Line 732 And lete sadle a stede and the way he name And to his tweye breþerne ryght soone he came Sir Seide Sir Ote to þe Sherreue tho We ben but three briþerne shullen we neuere be mo Line 736 And thou hast prisoned the best of vs alle Sich another brother/ yuel mote hym bifalle Sir Ote seide the fals knyght lat be thi cours Bi god for thy wordes he shal fare the wors Line 740

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Line 740 To the kinges prisoun he is nome And there he shal abide tyl the Iustice come Parde seide Sir/ Ote better it Shal be I bydde hym to maynprise þat þou graunt me Line 744 Tyl the next sitting of delyueraunce And late thanne Gamelyn stonde to his chaunce Brother in siche a forward I take hym to þee And bi þi fadris soule þat þee bigat and me Line 748 But he be redy whanne the Iustice Sitte Thou shalt bere þe Iugement for al thi gret witte I graunt wel seide Sir Ote that it so be Late delyuer hym anoon and take hym to me/ Line 752 Tho was gamelyn delyuered to Sir Ote his brother [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 62a] And that nyght dwellide the oon with the other On the morowen seide Gamelyn to Sir Ote þe hende Brother he seide I mote forth fro ȝou wende Line 756 To loke how my ȝongemen leden her lyf Whether they lyuen in ioye or ellis in stryf By god seide sir Ote þat is a cold rede Now I see that alle þe cark shall falle on myn hede Line 760 ffor whanne þe Iustice sitte and þou be not founde I shal anoon be take and in thi stede bounde Brother seide Gamelyn dismay thee nought ffor by seynt Iame in Gales þat many man hath sought Line 764 If þat god almyghty holde me my lyf and my witte I wille be redy whanne þe Iustice Sitte Thanne seide Sir Ote to Gamelyn god shilde þee fro shame Come whanne þou seest tyme and bringe vs out of blame Litheth and listneth and holde ȝou stille Line 769 And ȝe shullen heere how Gamelyn hadde his wille Gamelyn wente vndir wode Rys And fonde there plaiyng ȝongemen of prys Line 772 Tho was ȝong Gamelyn right glad ynough Whanne he fonde his men vndir/ wode bough Gamelyn and his men talkiden in fere And they hadde good game her mayster/ to heere Line 776

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Line 776 His men tolde hym of Auentures þat þei hadde founde And Gamelyn hem told aȝen hou he was fast bounde Whyle Gamelyn was outlawe hadde he no cors Ther was no man that for hym farde the wors Line 780 But Abbotes and prioures Monkes and Chanoun On hem left he nought whanne he might hem nome Whyle Gamelyn and his men made mirthes Ryue The fals knyght his brother yuel mote he pryue Line 784 ffor he was fast aboute boþe day and other/ fforto hire the quest to hangen his brother/ Gamelyn stode on a day and biheelde The wodes and the shawes and the wylde feelde Line 788 He thought on his brother how he hym byhette [Sloane MS. 1685 folio 62b] That he wolde be redy whanne the Iustice sette He thought wel he wolde withoute delay Come afore the Iustice to kepen his day Line 792 And sayde to his ȝonge men dighteth ȝow ȝare ffor whanne the Iustice sitte we must be thare ffor I am vndir borowe tyl that I come And my brother for me to prison shal be nome Line 796 By seynt Iame seyde his ȝongemen and þou rede þerto Ordeyne how it shal be and it shal be do While Gamelyn was comyng þere þe Iustice Satt The fals knyght his brother forȝate he not þat Line 800 To hire the men on his quest to hangen his brother Though they hadde not the oon þei wolde haue þe oþer Tho come Gamelyn fro vndir þe wode Rys And brought with hym ȝonge men of prys Line 804 I see wel seide Gamelyn the Iustice is sette Go aforn Adam and loke how it spette Adam went into þe halle and lokide al aboute He say þere stonde lordes grete and stoute Line 808 And sir Ote hir brother fetered ful fast Tho wente Adam oute of þe halle as he were agast Adam seyde to Gamelyn and to his felowes alle Sir Ote stondith fetered in the mote halle Line 812

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Line 812 . . . . . . . . . . [no gap in the MS.] If god ȝeue vs grace wel for to do He shal it abigge that it brought þerto Line 816 Thanne seide Adam þat lokkes hadde hore Cristes curs mote he haue þat hym bonde so sore And þou wolt Gamelyn do aftir my rede Ther is none in the halle þat shal bere awey his hede Line 820 Adam seide Gamelyn we wille not do so We wil sle þe gyltif and late þe other go I wil into þe halle and with the Iustice speke On hem þat ben gyltif I wil ben a-wreke Line 824 Lete none scape atte þe dore take ȝongemen ȝeme ffor I wil be Iustice þis day domes to deme [[Sloane 1685 wants 2 leaves]] God spede me þis daye And my newe werke [Reg. 17 D xv folio 78b] Adam come with me ffor þou schalte be my Clarke His Men answerede hym And badde hym doone his best And yefe þou to vs haue nede þou schalte sfynde vs prest We woll stonde with the whyle þat we maye dure Butte we werke Mannelye paye vs none hyere Line 832 Yonge Men sayde Gamelyn so motte I well thee As trusty A Mayster ȝe schulle fynde of me Righte there As the Iustyce satte in the halle In wente Gamelyn Amonges hem all [Reg. 17 D xv folio 79a] Line 836 Gamelyn lete vnfetter his brother owte of bonde Than sayde Sir Ote his broþere þat was hende Thou haddeste Almoste Gamelyn dwellede to longe The qweste is owte of Me þat I schulde honge Line 840 Brother sayde Gamelyn As god yeue me gode reste This daye þey schullen be hangede þat bene on thy qweste And the Iustyce bothe that is the Iugge Man And þe Schryve boþe þroughe hym hitt biganne Line 844 Than sayde Gamelyn to the Iustyce Now is thy power doone þou Muste nedes Aryse Thou haste youen domes þat bene euylle dyghte I woll sytten in þe Sete And dressen hem aryghte Line 848

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Line 848 The Iustyce sate stylle And rose notte anone And Gamelyn cleuede his Cheke bone Gamelyn toke hym in his Armes and no more spake Butte þrewe hym ouer the barre and his Arme brake Line 852 Durste none to Gamelyn saye butte gode ffor ffere of the Company þat withoute stode Gamelyn sette hym downe in the Iustyce stede . . . . . Line 856 . . . . . [no gap in the MS.] Harken of bourde that Gamelyn tho dyde He lette ffettere his brother and þe ffalse Iustyce And lete hem come to þe barre þat oone with that other Tho Gamelyn hadde þus ydone hadde he no reste Line 861 Tylle he hadde enquerede who was on the qweste ffor to demen sir Ote his brother ffor to honge Or he wyste whiche þey were itt þoughte hym to longe Line 864 Butte As soone as Gamelyn wyste where they were He dydde hem euerychone fettren in ffere And bryngen hem to the barre And sette hem in rewe By my faythe sayde the Iustyce þe Schryve is A schrewe Than sayde Gamelyn to the Iustyce Line 869 Thou haste youen domes of the worste Assyce And the xij sysours that weren of the qweste They schulle to daye be hangede So god yeue me gode reste Than sayde the Schryve to yonge Gamelyn Line 873 Lorde I crye the Mercye brother Arte thou Myne Therefor sayde Gamelyn haue thou Cristes curse ffor And thou were Mayster yett schulde I ffare worse [Reg. 17 D xv folio 79b] ffor to make schorte tale And notte to longe He ordeynede hym A qweste of his men so stronge The Iustyce and the Schryve bothe hangede hye To wayuen with the ropes And with the wynde drye Line 880 And the xij sisours Sorrowe haue þat recke All they were hangede ffaste by the necke Thus endede the ffalse knyghte with his treccherye That euer hadde ledde his lyfe in ffalsenesse and ffollye Line 884

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Line 884 He was hangede by the necke and noughte by the purse That was the Mede þat he hadde ffor his ffaders curse Sir Ote was eldeste And Gamelyn was yonge Wenten with her ffrendes and passede with the kynge Line 888 They made pease with the kynge on the beste syse The kynge louede Sir Ote well And made hym Iustyce And affter the kynge made Gamelyn boþe in Este and Weste Chyfe Iustyce of his fre fforeste Line 892 All his wyghte yonge Men þe kynge foryaue her gylte And sythen in gode office þe kynge hadde all hem pylte Thus wyse wanne Gamelyn his londe and his lede And wrake hym of his ennemyes And qwytte hem her Mede And Sir Ote his brother Made hym his heyer Line 897 And sythen weddede Gamelyn A wyfe boþe gode and ffayer They lyueden togider whyle that Criste wolde And sythen was Gamelyn grauen vnder Molde Line 900 And So schall we all Maye þer no Man flee God brynge vs to the Ioye þat euer schall be
Here endith the tale of the Coke
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