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

                                
                                  The Champion kast tornes to Gamelin þat was prest
                                
                                  And Gamelin stode stil and bad him done his best
                                
                                  Than seide Gamelin to þe Champeoun
                                
                                  Thou ert fast a-boute to bringe me doune
                                  Line 240 
                                
                                  Nowe haue I prouede many tornes of þine
                                
                                  Þou mot he seide fele on or tuo of myne
                                
                                  Gamelyn to þe champeon ȝed smartly anone
                                
                                  Of al þe turne þat he couþe he schewde him bot one
                                  Line 244 
                                
                                  And kest on þe left side þat þre ribbes to-brake
                                
                                  And þere-to his one harme þat ȝaf a grete crake
                                
                                  Than seide Gamely smertly a-none
                                
                                  Schal it be hold for cast or elles for none.
                                  Line 248 
                                
                                  Be god saide þe champion weþer þat it be [folio 57b] 
                                
                                  He þat comes ones in þine hande schal he neuer þe
                                
                                  Than seide þe frankelein þat had his son þere
                                
                                  Blissed be þu Gamelin þat euer þou borne were
                                  Line 252 
                                
                                  The frankeleine seide to þe champion on him stode him none eye
                                
                                  This is ȝonge Gamelyn þat tauht þe þis. pleie
                                
                                  Aȝeine anseward þe champion þat liked no þinge well
                                
                                  He is alþer maister and his pleie is riht fell
                                  Line 256 
                                
                                  Seþþe .I. wrasteled first it is go ȝore
                                
                                  Bot was neuer my lif handeled so sore
                                
                                  Gamelin stode in þe place alone wiþ-outen serk
                                
                                  And seide if þere be mo let hem come to werk
                                  Line 260 
                                
                                  The Champioun þat payned him to wirche so sore
                                
                                  It semeþ be his countenance þat he wil no more
                                
                                  . . . . .
                                
                                  . . . . .
                                  Line 264 
                                
                                  . . . . . [no gap in the MS.] 
                                
                                  ffor he handeled þe champion so wonderly sore
                                
                                  Two gentil men ȝemed þe place
                                
                                  Cam to gamelin god ȝeue him gode grace
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                                  And seide to him do on þin hosen and þin schone
                                
                                  ffor soþe att þis time þe faire is done
                                
                                  And þan seid Gamelin so mot .I. wele fare
                                
                                  .I. haue nouȝt ȝit haluendel solde my ware

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Title: The Lansdowne ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
Author: Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
Canvas: Page 136
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1867-1879.

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