The Reeve's Prologue
Folio 47v
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Whāne folk han laughen / at þis nyce cas
Of Absoloū / and hende Nicholas
Dyuerse folk / diuersly they seyde
But for the more part / they loughe & pleyde
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Ne at this tale / I saw noman hi greue
But it were oonly / Oswold the Reue
By cause he was / of Carpenteres craft
A litel Ire / is / in his hert laft
He gan to grocche / and blamed it a lyte
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So thike qd he / ful wel coude I the quyte
With bleryng / of a proude Milleres eye
If þat me list / to speke of rybaudye
But ik am old / me list nat pleye for age
Gras tyme is doū / my foder is now forage
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This white tope / wrytetħ myne olde ȝeres
Myn hert is also / mouled / as myne heeres
But if I fare / as doth an open ars
That ilke fruyt / is euere lengere the wers
Til it be roten / in mullok or in stree
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We olde men / I drede / so fare we
Til we be roten / kan we nat be rype
We hope alwey / while þt the world wol pipe
For in oure wyl / there stekith euere a nayl
To han an hore heer / and a grene tayl
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As hath a leek / for though oure mygħt be gon
Oure wyl / desireth folye / euere in on
For whāne we moun nat don / than wol we speke
Ȝet in oure asshen old / ys fire I reke
Foure gledes han we / which I shal deuyse
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Auauntyng / lying / Angyr / Coueytise
¶ Thus endetħ the Millers tale / & bygynnetħ the prologe of the Reve
Theise foure sparcles / longen vn to elde
Oure olde lymes / moun wel ben vn welde
But wyl ne shal faylen / that is soth
And ȝet haue ik alwey / a coltyssħ toth
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As many a ȝere / as it is passed henne
Sithe that my tappe / of lyf / bygan to renne
For sekirly / whan yk was born / a non
Detħ drougħ the tappe of lyf / and let it gon
And euere sithe / hath so / the tappe I ronne
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Til that almost / al empty is the tonne
The streme of lyf / now droppeth on the chyme
The sely tonge / may wel rynge & chymbe
Of wrecchednesse / that passed is ful ȝore
With olde folk / saue / dotage is na more
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¶ Whan þat oure host / had herd this sermonyng
He gan to speke / as lordly as a kyng