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

                                
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                                  To say þis word / and fouler is þe dede
                                
                                  whan men so drynke / of þe whyt and rede [Ad philipenses capitulo 3o] 
                                
                                  That of his þrote he makiþ his priue [folio 188b] 
                                
                                  Thurgh þilke cursed superfluite
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                                  Thapostil wepyng saiþ ful pitously
                                
                                  Ther walkith many of which ȝou told haue I
                                
                                  I say it now wepyng wiþ pitous vois
                                
                                  Thay are enemys of cristes croys /
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                                  Of which þe ende is deth wombe is her god
                                
                                  O wombe / o bely. o stynkyng is þi cod
                                
                                  Fulfild of dong / and of corrupcioun
                                
                                  At eyþer ende of þe foul is þe soun
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                                  how gret cost / and labour is þe to fynde /
                                
                                  These cokes how þey stamp and streyn and grynde /
                                
                                  And torne substaunce in to accident
                                
                                  To fulfille / þy licorous talent
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                                  Out of þe harde boones gete þay
                                
                                  The mary for þay caste nouȝt away
                                
                                  That may go þurgh þe golet softe and soote
                                
                                  Of spicery and leuys bark and roote
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                                  Schal ben his sauce maad to his delyt/
                                
                                  To make him haue a newe appetit
                                
                                  But certes he þat haunteþ suche delices
                                
                                  Is deed þer whiles þat he lyueþ in vices
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                                  A licorous þing is wyn and dronkenesse
                                
                                  Is ful of stryuyng and of wrecchednesse
                                
                                  O dronke man disfigured is þi face
                                
                                  Sour is þi breþ foul artow to embrace
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                                  And þurgh þi dronkenesse sowneþ þe soun
                                
                                  As þough þou seydest ay Sampsoun Sampsoun
                                
                                  And ȝit god wot sampson drank neuer wyn
                                
                                  Thou fallist as it were a stiked swyn
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                                  Thy tonge is lost and al þin honest cure
                                
                                  For dronkenes is verray sepulture
                                
                                  Of mannes witt and his discrecioun
                                
                                  In whom þat drynk haþ dominacioun

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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 432
Publication: London,: Pub. for the Chaucer society by N. Trübner & co.,; 1885.

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