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

                                
                                  Bihynde the Mille / vnder a lefsel
                                
                                  And to the hors / he goth hym faire and wel
                                
                                  He strepeth of the brydel / right anon
                                
                                  And whan the hors was laus / he gynneth gon
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                                  Toward the fen / ther wilde Mares renne
                                
                                  fforth with wehee / thurgh thikke and thurgh thenne
                                
                                  ¶ This Millere gooth agayn / no word he seyde
                                
                                  But dooth his note / and with the clerkes pleyde
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                                  Til that hir corn / was faire and weel ygrounde
                                
                                  And whan the Mele / is sakked and ybounde
                                
                                  This Iohn goth out and fynt his hors away
                                
                                  And gan to crie / harrow and weylaway
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                                  Oure hors is lorn / Alayn for goddes banes
                                
                                  Stepe on thy feet com out man al atanes
                                
                                  Allas / our wardeyn / has his palfrey lorn [folio 48a] 
                                
                                  This Aleyn al forgat / bothe Mele and corn
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                                  Al was out of his mynde / his housbondrie
                                
                                  What whilk way is he geen / he gan to crie
                                
                                  ¶ The wyf cam lepynge Inward with a ren
                                
                                  She seyde allas / youre hors goth to the fen
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                                  With wilde mares / as faste as he may go
                                
                                  Vnthank come on his hand / that boond hym so
                                
                                  And he þat bettre / sholde han knyt the reyne
                                
                                  ¶ Allas quod Aleyn / for cristes peyne
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                                  Lay doun thy swerd / and I wil myn alswa
                                
                                  I is ful wight god waat as is a raa
                                
                                  By god[des] herte / he sal nat scape vs bathe
                                
                                  Why nadstow pit the Capul in the lathe
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                                  Ilhayl / by god Aleyn / thou is a fonne
                                
                                  ¶ This sely clerkes / han ful faste yronne
                                
                                  To-ward the fen / bothe Aleyn and eek Iohn
                                
                                  ¶ And whan the Millere / saugh þat they were gon
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                                  He half a busshel / of hir flour hath take
                                
                                  And bad his wyf / go knede it in [a] cake
                                
                                  He seyde / I trowe the clerkes were aferd
                                
                                  Yet kan a Millere / make a clerkes berd

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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 117
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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