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

                                
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                                  Til atte laste / he seyde / god yow see
                                
                                  ¶ This lord gan looke / and seyde benedicitee
                                
                                  What frere Iohn / what manere world is this
                                
                                  I se wel / that som thyng ther is amys
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                                  Ye looken / as the wode were ful of theuys
                                
                                  Sit doun anon / and tel me what youre grief is
                                
                                  And it shal been amended / if I may
                                
                                  ¶ I haue quod he / had a despit to day
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                                  God yelde yow / adown in youre village
                                
                                  That in this world / ther nys so poure a page
                                
                                  That he nolde haue / abhomynacioun
                                
                                  Of that I haue receyued in youre toun
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                                  And yet/ ne greueth me / no thyng so soore
                                
                                  As that this olde cherl / with lokkes hoore
                                
                                  Blasphemed hath / oure hooly Couent eke
                                
                                  ¶ Now maister quod this lord / I yow biseke
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                                  No maister sire quod he / but seruytour [folio 85b] 
                                
                                  Thogh I haue had in scole / that honour
                                
                                  God liketh nat that Raby men vs calle
                                
                                  Neither in Market nyn youre large halle
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                                  ¶ No force quod he / but tel me al youre grief
                                
                                  ¶ Sire quod this frere / an odious meschief
                                
                                  This day bityd is / to myn ordre and me
                                
                                  And so par consequens / to ech degree
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                                  Of holy chirche / god amende it soone
                                
                                  ¶ Sire quod the lord / ye woot what is to doone
                                
                                  Distempre yow noght ye be my confessour
                                
                                  Ye been the salt of therthe / and the sauour
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                                  ffor goddes loue / youre pacience ye holde
                                
                                  Tel me youre grief/ and he anon hym tolde
                                
                                  As ye han herd biforn / ye woot wel what
                                
                                  The lady of the hous / ay stille sat
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                                  Til she hadde herd / what the frere sayde
                                
                                  ¶ Ey goddes moder quod she / blisful mayde
                                
                                  Is ther aught ellis / tel me feithfully
                                
                                  ¶ Ma dame quod he / how thynketh yow ther by

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Title: The Hengwrt ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
Author: Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
Canvas: Page 193
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1868-1879.

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