The Corpus ms (Corpus Christi coll., Oxford) of Chaucer's Canterbury tales. Ed. by Frederick J. Furnivall.

                                
                                  Iohn myn eldeste sone schal haue plowes fyue
                                
                                  That was my fadres heritage whil he was on lyue
                                
                                  And my myddelest sone fyue plowes of londe
                                
                                  That I halp for to geten with my right honde
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                                  And all myn oþer purchas of londes and leedes
                                
                                  That I bequeþe Gamelyn and all my goode steedes
                                
                                  And I beseke ȝou goode men þat lawe conne of londe
                                
                                  ffor Gamelynes loue þat my bequeste stonde
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                                  Thus dalte þe knight his lond by his day
                                
                                  Right on his deþ bedde sik þer he lay
                                
                                  And sone afterward he lay stoon stille
                                
                                  And deyde whan tyme com as it was cristes wille
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                                  Anon as he was deed and vnder gras graue
                                
                                  Sone þe oldere broþer gylede þe yonge knaue
                                
                                  he took in to his hond his lond and his leede
                                
                                  And Gamelyn himselue to cloþen and to feede
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                                  he cloþed him and fedde him yuel and eek wroþe
                                
                                  And leet his londes and his houses boþe
                                
                                  his parkes and his woodes and dede no þing wel
                                
                                  And sethen he it aboughte on his faire fel
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                                  So longe was Gamelyn in his broþeres halle [folio 63b] 
                                
                                  ffor þe strengeste of good þei douteden him alle
                                
                                  Ther was non þer-Inne nowþer ȝong ne olde
                                
                                  That wolde wraþþe Gamelyn were he neuer so bolde
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                                  Gamelyn stood on a day in his broþeres ȝerde/
                                
                                  And bygan with his hond to handlen his berde
                                
                                  he þought on his londes þat layen vnsawe
                                
                                  And his faire Okes þat doun were drawe
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                                  his parkes were broken and his deere reued
                                
                                  Of all his goode steedes non was him bileued
                                
                                  hise houses were vnhiled and ful yuel dight
                                
                                  Tho þoughte Gamelyn it wente nought aright
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                                  Afterward cam his broþer walkynge þare
                                
                                  And seyde to Gamely is oure mete yare
                                
                                  Tho wraþþed him Gamelyn and swor by goddes book
                                
                                  þou schat go bake þi self I wol not be þi cook

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Title: The Corpus ms (Corpus Christi coll., Oxford) of Chaucer's Canterbury tales. Ed. by Frederick J. Furnivall.
Author: Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
Canvas: Page 131
Publication: London,: Pub. for the Chaucer society by N. Trübner & co.,; 1868-[1869]

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