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

                                
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                                  Hire frendes sauhe hire hert gan to slake
                                
                                  And preide hire on knes for goddes sake
                                
                                  To come and to Rome in companye
                                
                                  Awaie to driue hire derke fantasie
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                                  And finally sche graunted þat request
                                
                                  For wele sche sauhe it was for þe best
                                
                                  Now stode hir castel fast by þe see
                                
                                  And often wiþ hire frendes walked sche
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                                  Hir to disport on þe se banke on hihe
                                
                                  Where as sche many schippes and barges seihe
                                
                                  Seileinge her course where hem luste to goo
                                
                                  Bot ȝite was þere a percel of hir woo
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                                  For to hir selue ful often seide sche
                                
                                  Is þere no schippe of so mony as .I. see
                                
                                  Wil bringe home my lorde þan wolde myne herte
                                
                                  Al warisshe of þis bitter peine smarte
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                                  Anoþere time þere wil sche sitte and þenke
                                
                                  And kast hir eye donward fro þe brenke
                                
                                  Bot whan sche sawhe þe grisely Rokkes blake
                                
                                  For verrei fere so wolde hire heret qwake
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                                  þat one hir feete sche myhte nouht hire susteigne
                                
                                  þan wolde sche sit adoune vpon þe grene
                                
                                  And pitously into þe see sche walde be-holde
                                
                                  And seine riht þus wiþ sorweful hertes colde
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                                  Eterne god þat þoruhe þi purueance
                                
                                  Ledest þe werlde be certein gouernance
                                
                                  In ydelnes as men seine ȝe noþinge make
                                
                                  Bot lorde þis griseli fendely Rockes blake
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                                  þat semen raþer a foule confusione
                                
                                  Of werke þat any faire creacione
                                
                                  Of whiche a parfit god and a stable
                                
                                  Whi haue ȝe wrouht þis werk vnresonable
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                                  For be þis werke souþe. norþe. este and west
                                
                                  þare nes ifostred man ne birde ne beste
                                
                                  It doþe no good to my witte bot anoyeþ
                                
                                  Sche ȝe nouht lor how mankinde it destrueþ.

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Title: The Lansdowne ms of Chaucer's Canterbury tales / edited by Frederick J. Furnivall.
Author: Chaucer, Geoffrey, d. 1400.
Canvas: Page 355
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1867-1879.

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