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

                                
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                                  For þis was vtterly his entent
                                
                                  To slene hem boþe and neuer to repent [folio 179b] 
                                
                                  And forþe he goþe No longer wold he tarye
                                
                                  In-to þe toune vn-to a potecarie
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                                  And preide him þat he wold him sell
                                
                                  sum poyson þat he myht his rattes qwell
                                
                                  And eke þere was a polkat in his hawe
                                
                                  þat as he seide his capons hadd y-slawe
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                                  And seide he wold wreken him if he myht
                                
                                  Of vermyn þat destruyed him be nyht
                                
                                  The potecary anseward þou schalt haue
                                
                                  A þinge þat als god my soule saue
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                                  In al þis werlde þer nys no creature
                                
                                  þat eten or drunke haþ of þis confecture
                                
                                  Not bot þe mountance of a corne of whete
                                
                                  þat he ne schal anone his lif for-lete
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                                  Ȝe sterue he schal and þat in lesse while
                                
                                  þan þou wolte gone bot a pace not bot a myle
                                
                                  This poyson is so stronge and so violent
                                
                                  This cursed man haþ in his hande yhente
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                                  þis poysen in a box and seþen he ranne
                                
                                  In-to þe next strete vnto a man
                                
                                  And borwed him large botels þre
                                
                                  And in þe tueyne þis poyson poured he
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                                  þe þredde he keped clen for his drinke
                                
                                  For al þe nyht he schop him to swynke
                                
                                  In cariynge of þe golde out [of] þat place
                                
                                  And whan þis ryetoure wiþ sory grace
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                                  Hadde filled wiþ him his grete boteles þre
                                
                                  To his felawes aȝeine repaireþ he
                                
                                  What nedeþ it to sermon þer-of more
                                
                                  For riht as þei had kast his deþe to-fore
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                                  Riht so þei haue him sleyne and þat anone
                                
                                  And whan þat þis was done þan spak þe tone
                                
                                  Nowe lat vs drinke and sitte and make vs merye
                                
                                  And afterward we wollen his body berye

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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 452
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1867-1879.

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