The Ellesmere ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.

                                  
                                    Whan that the firste cok hath crowe anon
                                  
                                    Vp rist this ioly louere Absolon
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                                    And hym arraieth / gay at poynt deuys
                                  
                                    But first he cheweth greyn of lycorys
                                  
                                    To smellen sweete / er he hadde kembd his heer
                                  
                                    Vnder his tonge / a trewe loue he beer
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                                    ffor ther-by / wende he to ben gracious
                                  
                                    He rometh / to the Carpenteres hous
                                  
                                    And stille he stant vnder the shot wyndowe
                                  
                                    Vn to his brist it raughte / it was so lowe
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                                    And softe he knokketh / with a semy soun
                                  
                                    What do ye hony comb / sweete Alisoun
                                  
                                    My faire bryd / my sweete cynamome
                                  
                                    Awaketh lemman myn / and speketh to me
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                                    Wel litel thynken ye / vp on my wo
                                  
                                    That for youre loue / I swete ther I go
                                  
                                    No wonder is / thogh that I swelte and swete [folio 44a] 
                                  
                                    I moorne / as dooth a lamb after the tete
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                                    Ywis lemman / I haue swich loue longynge
                                  
                                    That lik a turtel trewe / is my moornynge
                                  
                                    I may nat ete / na moore than a mayde
                                  
                                    ¶ Go fro the wyndow / Iakke fool she sayde
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                                    As help me god / it wol nat be com pa me
                                  
                                    I loue another / and elles I were to blame
                                  
                                    Wel bet than thee / by Ihesu Absolon
                                  
                                    Go forth thy wey / or I wol caste a ston
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                                    And lat me slepe / a twenty deuel wey
                                  
                                    ¶ Allas quod Absolon / and weylawey
                                  
                                    That trewe loue / was euere so yuel biset
                                  
                                    Thanne kys me / syn it may be no bet
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                                    ffor Ihesus loue / and for the loue of me
                                  
                                    ¶ Wiltow thanne / go thy wey quod she?
                                  
                                    ¶ Ye certes lemman / quod this Absolon
                                  
                                    ¶ Thanne make thee redy quod she I come anon
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                                    And vn to Nicholas / she seyde stille
                                  
                                    Now hust and thou shalt laughen al thy fille
                                  
                                    ¶ This Absolon / doun sette hym on his knees

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Title: The Ellesmere ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
Author: Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
Canvas: Page 106
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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