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

                                
                                     [6-text p 495] 
                                  
                                  As him god woot ne neuer schal nomo
                                
                                  This laste lenger þan a ȝeer or two
                                
                                  That I supposed of him nought but good
                                
                                  But fynally atte laste þus it stood
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                                  That fortune wolde þat he moste twynne
                                
                                  Out of þe place which þat I was Inne
                                
                                  wher me was wo it is no questioun / [folio 156b] 
                                
                                  I can nat make of it descripcioun
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                                  For o þing dar I telle boldely
                                
                                  I know what is þe peyne of deth þerby
                                
                                  which harm I felt for he ne mighte byleue
                                
                                  So on a day of me he took his leue
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                                  So sorwful eek þat I went verrayly
                                
                                  That he had feled als moche as I
                                
                                  whan þat I herd him speke and saugh his hewe
                                
                                  But naþeles I þought he was vntrewe
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                                  And eek þat he schulde repeire aȝeyn
                                
                                  wiþinne a litel while soþ to seyn
                                
                                  And resoun wold eek þat he moste go: for his honour
                                
                                  Wher-for I wold not ben ayein his honour [[spurious]] 
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                                  Than I made vertu of necessite
                                
                                  And took it wel seþens it moste be
                                
                                  As I best might I had for him my sorwe
                                
                                  And took him by þe hand seint Iohn to borwe
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                                  And sayde þus / lo I am ȝour al
                                
                                  Beþ such as I haue be to ȝou and schal
                                
                                  what he answerd it needeþ nat to reherse
                                
                                  who can best say þan he, who can do werse //
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                                  whan he haþ al wel sayd þan haþ he doon
                                
                                  Therfor bihoueþ him a ful long spoon
                                
                                  That schal ete wiþ a feend þus herd I say
                                
                                  So atte last he moste forþ his way
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                                  And forth he fleeth til he cam þer him leste
                                
                                  whan it cam him to purpos for to reste
                                
                                  I trow he hadde þilke text in mynde
                                
                                  That alle þing repeyryng to his kynde

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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 353
Publication: London,: Pub. for the Chaucer society by N. Trübner & co.,; 1885.

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