The Reeve's Tale
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Round was his face and camysed was his nose
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And piled as an ape was his sculle
It was a market beter atte fulle
Ther dorste no wyght hand vpon him lagge
That he ne swoor he sholde anon abigge
A theef he was for sothe of corne and mele
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And that a slygħ and vsant for to Stele
His name was whoten deynnous Symkyn
A wyfe he had comen of noble kyn
The person of the toun hir fadre was
Wyth hir he yaf ful many a panne of bras
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For that Symkyn sholde in his blood allye
She was yfostred in a Nonnerye
For Symkyn wolde no wyf as he seide
But she were wel norisshed and a mayde
To sauen his estate of yemanrye
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And she was proude and pert as a pye
A ful faire sight was it vp on hem two
On holydayes by forn hir wold he go
Wyth his tipet wound aboute his hed
And she come after in a gite of red
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And Symkyn had hosen of the same
The durst no wyght clepen hir but dame
Was noon so hardy that wente bi the weye
That wyth hir durst rage or ones pleye
But yif he wolde be slayn of Symkyn
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Wyth panade or knyf or wyth bodkyn
For Ialous folk ben perilous euer mo
Algate thei wolde hir wyues wende so
And eke for she was somdel smoterlycħ
She was as digne as water in a dycħ
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And ful of hoker and of besmare
Hir thought that a lady sholde hir spare
What for hir kynrede and hir norterye
That she had lerned in the Nonnerye
¶ A doughter had thei bitwix hem two
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Of twenty yeer wythouten any mo
Sauyng a child that was of halfe yer age
In cradel it lay and was a propre page .