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

                                
                                     [6-text p 388] 
                                  
                                  In al þe chirche god so saue me .
                                
                                  Ȝe God amend defautes sir quod sche /
                                
                                  Algates welcome be ȝe by my fay
                                
                                  Graunt mercy dame þis haue I found alway
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                                  But of ȝour grete goodnes by ȝoure leue
                                
                                  I wolde pray ȝow þat ȝe ȝow not greeue
                                
                                  I wil wiþ Thomas speke a litel þrowe
                                
                                  These curates ben ful negligent and slowe
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                                  To grope tendurly a conscience
                                
                                  In schrift and preching is my diligence
                                
                                  Study in petres wordes and in poules
                                
                                  And walk and fissche cristen mennes soules
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                                  To ȝelde Ihu crist his propre rent
                                
                                  To spreden his word is al myn entent
                                
                                  Now by ȝour leue o deere sire quod sche
                                
                                  Chyd him right wel for seinte trinite
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                                  he is as angry as a pissemyre
                                
                                  Though þat he haue al þat he can desire
                                
                                  Though I him wrye on night and make him warm
                                
                                  And ouer him lay my leg oþer myn arm
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                                  he groneth lik our boor that lith in sty .
                                
                                  Othir disport of him right noon haue I
                                
                                  I may please him in no maner caas .
                                
                                  O Thomas Ieo vous dy Thomas Thomas .
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                                  This makþ þe feend . þis moste ben amendid
                                
                                  Ire is a þing þat highe god defendid
                                
                                  And þer of wold I speke a word or tuo
                                
                                  Now maister quod þe wyf er þat I go /
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                                  what wil ȝe dyne . I wil go þer aboute
                                
                                  Now dame quod he Ieo vous dy saunȝ doute
                                
                                  haue I not of a capoun but þe lyuere
                                
                                  And of ȝour softe brede but a schiuere
                                  Line 1840 
                                
                                  And after þat a rostyd pigges heed [folio 110b] 
                                
                                  But þat I wold for me no best were deed
                                
                                  Than had I wiþ ȝow homly suffisaunce
                                
                                  I am a man of litel sustinaunce

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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 248
Publication: London,: Pub. for the Chaucer society by N. Trübner & co.,; 1885.

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