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

                                
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                                  what for his labour and his hope of blisse
                                
                                  His woful hert of penaunce had a lisse /
                                
                                  vpon þe morwe whan þat it was day
                                
                                  To breteigne take þei þe righte way
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                                  Aurilius and þis magicien bisyde
                                
                                  And ben descendid þer þay wol abyde
                                
                                  And þis was as þese bookes me remembre
                                
                                  The colde frosty seisoun of Decembre
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                                  Phebus wax old and hewed lyk latoun
                                
                                  That in his hoote declinacioun
                                
                                  Schon as þe burned gold with stremes bright
                                
                                  But now in Capricorn a-doun he light
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                                  wher as he schon ful pale I dar wel sayn
                                
                                  The bitter frostes with þe sleet and rayn
                                
                                  Destroyed haþ þe grene in euery ȝerd
                                
                                  Ianus sit by þe fuyr wiþ double berd
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                                  And drynkeþ of his bugle horn þe wyn
                                
                                  Biforn him stont þe braun of toskid swyn
                                
                                  And Nowel crieþ euery lusty man
                                
                                  Aurilius in al þat euer he can
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                                  Doþ to his maister chier and reuerence
                                
                                  And peyneþ him to doon his diligence
                                
                                  To bringen him out of his peynes smerte
                                
                                  Or wiþ a swerd þat he wold slytte his herte
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                                  This subtil clerk such rouþe had of þis man
                                
                                  That night and day he spedeþ him þat he can [folio 157b] 
                                
                                  To wayte a tyme of his conclusioun
                                
                                  This is to say to make Illusioun
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                                  By such an apparence of iogelrie
                                
                                  I can no termes of astrologie
                                
                                  That sche and euery wight schold wene and saye
                                
                                  That of Breteygn þe rokkes were a waye
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                                  Or elles þey sonken were vnder þe grounde
                                
                                  So atte last he haþ a tyme I-founde
                                
                                  To make his iapes and his wrecchednesse /
                                
                                  Of such a supersticious cursednesse /

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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 356
Publication: London,: Pub. for the Chaucer society by N. Trübner & co.,; 1885.

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