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

                                
                                  Now broþer Gamelyn how answerist þow now
                                
                                  Thou spakest neuer suche a word as þow dost now
                                
                                  By my feith seide Gamelyn now me thinkith nede
                                
                                  Of alle þe harmes þat I haue I toke neuer ȝet hede
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                                  My parkes ben broken and my dere by-reved
                                
                                  Of myn armes and my stedes noght is me byleued
                                
                                  Al þat my fader me bi-quaþ al goth to shame
                                
                                  And þer-fore haue þou goddes curs brother by thyn name
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                                  Than spake his brother þat rape was of rees
                                
                                  Stand stille gadling and hold þi pees
                                
                                  Þou shalt be fayn to haue þi mete and þi wede
                                
                                  What spekest þou gadling of lond or of lede
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                                  Þan seide Gamelyn þe child þat ȝyng
                                
                                  Cristes curs mote he haue þat clepith me gadling
                                
                                  I am no worse gadlyng ne no worse wight
                                
                                  But borne of a lady and geten of a knyght
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                                  Ne dorst he note to Gamelin neuer a fote go
                                
                                  But clepid to him his men and seide to hem tho
                                
                                  Goth and betith this boy and reueth him his witte
                                
                                  And lete him lerne an other to answere me bette
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                                  Then saide þe child ȝong Gamelyn
                                
                                  Cristes curs mote þou haue brother art þou myn
                                
                                  And ȝif I shal algate be beten a-noon
                                
                                  Cristes curs mote þou haue but þou be that oon
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                                  And anon his brother in þat grete hete
                                
                                  Made his men to fette staffes Gamelyn to bete
                                
                                  When euery of hem hadd a staff I-nomen
                                
                                  Gamelyn was war þoo he seigh hem comen
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                                  Tho Gamelyn sighe hem comen he loked ouer all
                                
                                  And was warre of a pestel stood vnder þe walle
                                
                                  Gamelyn was light and þider con he lepe
                                
                                  And droff alle his brothers men right sone on hepe [Royal MS 18 C ii folio 58b] 
                                
                                  And lokid as a wild lyon. and laide on gode wone
                                
                                  Tho his brother sei þat he by-gan to gone
                                
                                  He fley vp in to a loft and shete þe dore faste
                                
                                  This Gamelyn with his pestel mad hem al a-gast

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

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