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

                                
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                                  On whiche him self he daunced as him þouht
                                
                                  And whan þis maister þat þis magik wrouht
                                
                                  Sawe it was time he clapped his hondes two
                                
                                  And fare wele al oure reuel is do
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                                  And ȝitte remewe þei neuere oute of þis house
                                
                                  Whiles þei sawe al þis siht meruelouse
                                
                                  Bot in his stodye þere as his bokes be
                                
                                  The[i] satten stil and no whight bot þei þre
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                                  To him þis maister called þan a swyere
                                
                                  And seide him þus is redi oure sopere
                                
                                  Al most an houre it is .I. vndertake
                                
                                  Seþens .I. ȝowe badde oure soper to make
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                                  When þat þis worþi men wenten wiþ me
                                
                                  Vnto my stode þer as my bokes be
                                
                                  Sire quod þis Swye[r] whan it lykeþ ȝoue
                                
                                  It is al rede þouhe ȝe wolde riht nowe
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                                  Go we þan to soupe quod he and for þe best
                                
                                  þes auerous folke sum time mot haue rest
                                
                                  And after soper fel þei in trete
                                
                                  What somme schold þis maister guerdone be
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                                  To remoue al þe rokkes of bretaigne
                                
                                  And eke fro geroun to þe mouþe of seine
                                
                                  He maade it straunge. and swore so god him saue
                                
                                  Lesse þan a þousand pounde he nolde not haue
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                                  Ne gladly for þe somme ne wolde he gone [folio 147b] 
                                
                                  Aurelius wiþ blisful herte anone
                                
                                  Onsewarde þus fy on a þousand pounde
                                
                                  This wide werlde þat men seine is rounde
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                                  That wold .I. ȝeue if .I. were lorde of it
                                
                                  This Bargeyne is ful dreue for we bue knyt
                                
                                  Ȝe schollene be paide treuly be my trouþe
                                
                                  Bot lokeþ nowe for no necligens or sleuþe
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                                  Ȝe tary vs here no longer þan to morwe
                                
                                  Nay quod þis clerke haue here my trouþe to borwe
                                
                                  To bed is gone Aurelius whan him luste
                                
                                  And wel nyhe al þat nyht he had his ruste

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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 365
Publication: London :: Published for the Chaucer Society by N. Trübner,; 1867-1879.

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