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WEl seyde by corpus dominus
Now lange mote þou sayle by þe coste
Sire gentil mayster gentil marynere /
God ȝiue þe monk a þousand last quade ȝere /
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A ha felawes beþ war of such a Iape /
þe monk putte in þe mannes hood an ape /
And in his wyues eek by seint austyn
Draweþ no monkes more in to ȝoure In
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But now passe ouer and let vs seke aboute
Who schal now telle ferst of al þis route
Anoþer tale and wiþ þat word he sayde
As curteysly as it hadde ben a mayde [folio 211b]
My lady prioresse by ȝour leue
So þat I wiste I schulde ȝou nought greue /
I wolde deme þat ȝe telle schulde
A tale next if so were þat ȝe wolde
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Now wole ȝe fouche sauf my lady deere /
Gladly quoþ sche and sayde in þis manere