The Reeve's Prologue
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And criden out harrow in the strete
The neigbours bothe smale and grete
In ronnen for to gauren on this man
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That aswow lay bothe pale and wan
For whith the fal he brosten had his arm
But stond he most vnto his owne harm
¶ For whan he was anon bore doun
Wyth hende Nicholas and wyth alisoun
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They tolden euery man that he was wood
He was agast so of Nowelys flood
Thurgh fantasie that of his vanitee
He had y boght him knedyng tubbes thre
And had hem honged in the rofe aboue
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And that he preyde hem for goddes loue
To sitten in the roof per compaignye
The folk gan laughen at his fantasye
In to the roof they kiken and thei gape
And turned al this harm vnto a iape
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For what so this carpenter answerde
It was for noght no man his resoon herde
Wyth othes grete he was so sworne adoun
That he was holden wood in al the toun
For euery clerk anon ryght heeld wyth other
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He seide the man was wood my leue brother
And euery wyght gan laughen of this stryf
Thus swyued was the Carpenteres wyf
For all his kepyng and his Ialousye
And absolon hath kyst hir nether eye
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And Nicholas is scalled in the towte .
This tale is doon and god saue al the route .
Here endyth the Millers tale
Here bigynneth the prolog of the Reues tale
Whan folk han laughen at this nyce cas
Of absolon and hende Nicholas
Diuerse folk dyuersly thei seide
But for the moore part thei lough and pleyde