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

                                
                                  The champioun caste tornes to Gamelyn þat was prest
                                
                                  And Gamelyn stood stille and bad him doon his best
                                
                                  Thanne seyde Gamelyn to þe Champioun
                                
                                  Thou art fast aboute to brynge me a doun
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                                  Now I haue I-proued many tornes of þyne
                                
                                  Thow most he seyde prouen on or tuo of myne
                                
                                  Gamelyn to þe Champioun ȝede smartly anon
                                
                                  Of alle þe tornes þat he cowþe he schewed him but oon
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                                  And kast him on þe left syde þat þre ribbes tobrak
                                
                                  And þerto his oon arm þat ȝaf a gret crak
                                
                                  Thanne seyde Gamelyn smertly anoon
                                
                                  Schal it be holde for a cast or elles for noon.
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                                  By god seyd þe Champioun wheþer þat it bee
                                
                                  he þat comes ones in þin hand schal he neuer þee
                                
                                  Than seyde þe Frankeleyn / þat had his sones þere
                                
                                  Blessed be þou gamelyn þat euer þou bore were
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                                  The Frankleyn seyd to þe Champioun of him stood him noon eye
                                
                                  This is yonge Gamelyn þat taughte þe þis pleye
                                
                                  Aȝein answerd the Champioun þat liked no þing well
                                
                                  he is a liþer mayster and his pley is riȝt fell
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                                  Siþ I wrastled first / it is I-go ful ȝore
                                
                                  But I was neuere my lyf handled so sore
                                
                                  Gamelyn stood in þe place allone wiþoute serk
                                
                                  And seyd if þer be eny mo lat hem come to werk
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                                  The Champioun þat peyned him to werke so sore
                                
                                  It semeþ by his continaunce þat he wil nomore
                                
                                  Gamelyn in þe place / stood as stille as stoon·
                                
                                  For to abyde wrastelyng but þer com noon
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                                  Ther was noon with Gamelyn wolde wrastle more /
                                
                                  For he handled þe Champioun so wonderly sore /
                                
                                  Two gentil men þer were þat yemede þe place [folio 62b] 
                                
                                  Comen to Gamelyn god ȝeue him goode grace
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                                  And sayde to him do on / þyn hosen and þy schoon
                                
                                  For soþe at þis tyme þis feire is I-doon·
                                
                                  And þan seyde Gamelyn so mot I wel fare /
                                
                                  I haue nought ȝet haluendel sold vp my ware /

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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 136
Publication: London,: Pub. for the Chaucer society by N. Trübner & co.,; 1885.

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