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

                                
                                  And Iohn also / how now / what do ye heer
                                
                                  ¶ Symond quod Iohn / by god nede has na peer
                                
                                  Hym boes serue hym selne / that has na swayn [folio 47b] 
                                
                                  Or elles / he is a fool / as clerkes sayn
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                                  Oure Manciple / I hope / he wil be deed
                                
                                  Swa werkes ay / the wanges in his heed
                                
                                  And forthy / is I come / and eek Alayn
                                
                                  To grynde oure corn / and carie it ham agayn
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                                  I pray yow / spede vs heythen that ye may
                                
                                  ¶ It shal be doon / quod Symkyn by my fay
                                
                                  What wol ye doon / whil that it is in hande
                                
                                  ¶ By God / right by the hopur wil I stande
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                                  Quod Iohn / and se / how that the corn gas In
                                
                                  Yet saugh I neuere / by my fader kyn
                                
                                  How that the hopur / wagges til and fra
                                
                                  ¶ Aleyn answerde / Iohn wiltow swa
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                                  Thanne wil I be bynethe / by my croun
                                
                                  And se / how þat the Mele falles doun
                                
                                  In to the trough / that sal be my disport
                                
                                  ffor Iohn yfaith / I may been of youre sort
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                                  I is / as ille a Millere / as are ye
                                
                                  ¶ This Millere / smyled of hir nycetee
                                
                                  And thoghte / al this nys doon / but for a wyle
                                
                                  They wene / þat no man may hem bigile
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                                  But by my thrift / yet shal I blere hir eye
                                
                                  ffor al the sleighte / in hir Philosophye
                                
                                  The moore queynte crekes / that they make
                                
                                  The moore wol I stele / whan I take
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                                  In stide of flour / yet wol I yeue hem bren
                                
                                  The gretteste clerkes / been noght wisest men
                                
                                  As whilom to the wolf / thus spak the Mare
                                
                                  Of al hir Art [ne] counte I noght a tare
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                                  ¶ Out at the dore / he gooth ful pryuely
                                
                                  Whan þat he saugh / his tyme softely
                                
                                  He looketh vp and doun / til he hath founde
                                
                                  The clerkes hors / ther as it stood ybounde

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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 116
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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