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Page 117
But first I pray yow , of your curteisye , That ye n'arette 61 it nat my vileinye , 62 Thogh that I pleynly speke in this matere , To telle yow hir wordes and hir chere ; Ne thogh I speke hir wordes properly .
But first I pray yow , of your curteisye , That ye n'arette 61 it nat my vileinye , 62 Thogh that I pleynly speke in this matere , To telle yow hir wordes and hir chere ; Ne thogh I speke hir wordes properly .
Page 120
If even - song and morwe - song acorde , Lat see now who shal telle the firste tale . As ever mote I drinke wyn or ale , Who - so be rebel to my jugement Shal paye for al that by the weye is spent . Now draweth cut , er that we ferrer ...
If even - song and morwe - song acorde , Lat see now who shal telle the firste tale . As ever mote I drinke wyn or ale , Who - so be rebel to my jugement Shal paye for al that by the weye is spent . Now draweth cut , er that we ferrer ...
Page 148
Than telle I hem ensamples many oon Of olde stories , longe tyme agoon : For lewed 14 peple loven tales olde ; Swich thinges can they wel reporte and holde . What ? trowe ye , the whyles I may preche , And winne gold and silver for I ...
Than telle I hem ensamples many oon Of olde stories , longe tyme agoon : For lewed 14 peple loven tales olde ; Swich thinges can they wel reporte and holde . What ? trowe ye , the whyles I may preche , And winne gold and silver for I ...
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