The Tale of Sir Thopas
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¶ Approche neer / and looke vp murily
Now war yow sires / and lat this man haue place
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He in the waast is shape / as wel as .I. .i. henry Bailly
This were a popet in an Arm tenbrace
For any wōman smal / and fair of face
He semeth eluyssħ / by his contenaūce
For vn to no wigħt / dooth he daliaūce
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¶ Sey now som what syn oother folk han sayd
Telle vs a tale / of myrthe / and that anon
Hoost quod I / ne beth nat yuele apayd
For oother tale / certes kan I noon
But of a rym / I lerned longe agoon
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Ye that is good quod he .i. hoost / now shul ye heere
Som deyntee thyng me thynketh by his cheere
¶ Heere bigynnetħ Chaucers tale of Thopas ~
Listeth lordes in good entent
And I wol telle verrayment
Al of a knygħt / was fair and gent
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In bataille / and in tourneyment
His name / was sir Thopas
¶ Yborn he was / in fer contree
In flaundres / al biyonde the see
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His fader was / a man ful free
And lord he was / of that contree
¶ Sir Thopas / wax a dogħty swayn
Whit was his face as Payndemayn
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Hise lippes rede as rose
His rode is lyk / scarlet in grayn
And I yow telle / in good certayn
¶ His heer / his berd / was lyk saffroun
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That to his girdel raugħte adoun
Of Brugges / were his hosen broun
His Robe / was of Syklatoun
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¶ He koude hunte / at wilde deer
And ride an haukyng for Riuer
Ther to he was / a good archeer
Of wrastlyng was ther noon his peer
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Ther any Ram shal stonde
¶ Ful many a mayde / brigħt in bour
They moorne for hym paramour
Whan hem were bet to slepe
But he was chaast and no lechour
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And sweete / as is the Brembul flour
That bereth the rede hepe
¶ And so bifel vp on a day
For sothe / as I yow telle may
Sir Thopas / wolde out ride
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He worth / vpon his steede gray
And in his hand a launcegay
A long swerd / by his side