The Summoner's Tale
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Where is the neest of freres in this place
And or half a forlong wey of space
Ryght so as bees out swarmen of an hyue
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Out of the deueles ers ther gonne thei dryue
Twenty thousant freres on a route
And thurgh oute helle swarmedon aboute
And come agayn as fast as thei may gon
And in his ers thei crepten euerychone
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He clapte his taille agayn and lay ful stylle
This frere whan he loked had his fille
Vpon the tormentis of this sory place
His spirit god restored of his grace
Vnto his body agayn and he awook
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But nathales for fere yit he quook
So was the deueles ers ay in his mynde
That is his heritage of verrey kynde
God saue yow al saue this cursed frere
My prologe wil I ende in this manere
Here bygynneth the Sompnours tale.
LOrdynges ther is in yorke shire as I gesse
A Mersshi Contre called holdernesse
In which ther went a limitour about
To preche and eke to begge it is no dout
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And so bifel that on a day this frere
Had preched at a chirche in his manere
And specially abouen euery thing
Excited the peple in his preching
To trentalles and to yeue for goddes sake
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Wher wyth men myghten holy houses make
Ther as dyuyne seruyse is honoured
Nat ther as it is wasted and deuoured
Ne there it nedyth nat to be yeue
As to possessioners that mowen leue
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Thanked be god in wele and habundance
Trentalles seyde he delyuered from penance