The Harleian ms. 7334 of Chaucer's Canterbury tales. Ed. by Frederick J. Furnivall.

                                
                                  Iohan myn eldeste sone / schal haue plowes fyue
                                
                                  That was my fadres heritage whil he was on lyue
                                
                                  And my myddeleste sone / fyf plowes of lond
                                
                                  That I halp for to gete wiþ my right hond
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                                  And al myn other purchas / of londes and leedes
                                
                                  Þat I byqueþe gamelyn / and alle my goode steedes
                                
                                  And I byseke ȝow goode men þat lawe conne of londe
                                
                                  For Gamelynes loue þat my queste stonde
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                                  Thus dalte þe knight his lond by his day
                                
                                  Right on his deþ bed / sik þer he lay
                                
                                  And sone aftirward he lay stoon stille /
                                
                                  And deyde whan tyme com / as it was cristes wille
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                                  And anon as he was deed and vnder gras I-graue /
                                
                                  Sone þe elder broþer gyled þe ȝonge knaue
                                
                                  He took in to his hond / his lond as his leede
                                
                                  And Gamelyn himselfe / to clothen and to feede
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                                  He clothed him and fed him yuel and eek wroþe
                                
                                  And leet his londes forfare and his houses boþe
                                
                                  his parkes and his woodes / and dede noþing wel
                                
                                  And seþþen he it abought on his faire fel
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                                  So longe was Gamelyn in his broþeres halle [folio 60a] 
                                
                                  For þe strengest of good wil þey doutiden him alle /
                                
                                  Þer was non þer Inne nowþer ȝong ne olde
                                
                                  That wolde wraþþe Gamelyn were he neuer so bolde /
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                                  Gamelyn stood on a day in his broþeres ȝerde
                                
                                  And bygan wiþ his hond to handlen his berde
                                
                                  he þought on his londes þat layen vnsawe
                                
                                  And his faire Okes þat doun were I-drawe
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                                  his parkes were I-broken / and his deer byreeued
                                
                                  Of alle his goode steedes noon was him byleued
                                
                                  his howses were vnhiled / and ful yuel dight
                                
                                  Tho þoughte Gamelyn it wente nought aright
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                                  Afterward cam his broþer walkynge þare
                                
                                  And seyde to Gamelyn is our mete ȝare /
                                
                                  Tho wraþþed him gamelyn and swor by goddes book
                                
                                  Thou schalt go bake þi self / I wil nouȝt be þy cook

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Title: The Harleian ms. 7334 of Chaucer's Canterbury tales. Ed. by Frederick J. Furnivall.
Author: Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
Canvas: Page 131
Publication: London,: Pub. for the Chaucer society by N. Trübner & co.,; 1885.

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