The Franklin's Tale
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Here bigynneth the frankeleyns tale .
Thise olde gentil bretons in hir dayes
Of diuerse auentures maden layes
Rymed in hir first briton tonge
Which layes wyth hir Instrumentz thei songe
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Or elles redden hem for hir plesaunce
And oon of hem haue I in remembraunce
Which I shal seyn wyth good wille as I kan
But syres bi cause I am a burel man
At my bigynnyng first I yow beseche
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Haue me excused of my rude speche
I lerned neuer rethorik certeyn
Thing that I speke mote be bare and pleyn
I sleep neuer in the mount of parnaso
Ne lerned neuer Marcus Tullius Sithero
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Colours ne koude I noon wyth outen drede
But swich colours as growen in the mede
Or elles swich as men dye or peynte
Colours of Rethorik ben to queynte
My spirit feleth nat of swich matere
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But yif yow list my tale shul ye here .
Vnde persius ¶ Nec fronte labra prolui caballino nc in bicipite parnaso me memini sompniasse .
IN armorik that called is brytayn
Ther was a knyght that loued and did his payn
To serue a lady in his best wise
And many a labour many a gret emprise
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He for his lady wroght er she were wonne
For she was oon the fairest vnder sonne
And ek ther to come of so hie kynrede
That wel vnnethes dorst this knyght for drede
Telle hir his wo his peyne and his distresse
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But atte laste she for his worthinesse
And namely for his meke obeisaunce
Hath swich a pitee caught of his penaunce
That priuely she fel of his acord
To take him for hir husbond and hir lord