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

                                
                                     [6-text p 490] 
                                  
                                  The vapour which þat of þe erthe glod
                                
                                  Makeþ þe sonne seme rody and sot
                                
                                  But naþeles it was so fair a sight
                                
                                  That it made alle here hertes for to light
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                                  what for þe sesoun what for þe mornyng
                                
                                  And for þe foules þat sche herde syng
                                
                                  For right anoon sche wiste what þey ment
                                
                                  Right by here song and knew al here entent /
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                                  ¶ The knotte why þat euery tale is told
                                
                                  If that it be taryed til lust be cold
                                
                                  Of hem þat han hit after herkned ȝore
                                
                                  The sauour passeth euer lenger þe more
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                                  For fulsomnes of þe prolixite
                                
                                  And by þis same resoun thinketh me
                                
                                  I schulde to þe knotte condescende /
                                
                                  And make of hir walkynge sone an ende·
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                                  A-myddes a tree for-druye as whit as chalk
                                
                                  As Canace was pleyyng in hir walk
                                
                                  There sat a faukoun ouer hir heed ful hye
                                
                                  Þat with a pitous vois bigan to crye
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                                  I-beten hadde sche hir self so pitously
                                
                                  That al the woode resowned of hire cry
                                
                                  wiþ boþe hir wynges to þe reede blood
                                
                                  Ran endelong þe tree þer as sche stood
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                                  And euer in oon sche cried and schryght
                                
                                  And wiþ hir bek hir selue so sche pight
                                
                                  That þer nys tigre non ne cruel beste
                                
                                  That dwelleþ eyþer in wood or in foreste
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                                  That nold han wept if þat he cowde
                                
                                  For sorw of hir sche schright alwey so lowde
                                
                                  For þer nas neuer ȝit no man on lyue
                                
                                  If that he couþe a faukoun discriue
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                                  That herd of such anoþer of fairnesse
                                
                                  As wel of plumage as of gentillesse
                                
                                  Of schap of al þat might I-rekened be [folio 154b] 
                                
                                  A faukoun peregryn þan semed sche

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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 348
Publication: London,: Pub. for the Chaucer society by N. Trübner & co.,; 1885.

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