The Tale of Gamelyn
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So longe was Gamelyn in his broþeres halle
For þe strengest of good wil þey doutiden him alle /
Þer was non þer Inne nowþer ȝong ne olde
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That wolde wraþþe Gamelyn were he neuer so bolde /
Gamelyn stood on a day in his broþeres ȝerde
And bygan wiþ his hond to handlen his berde
He þought on his londes þat layen vnsawe
And his faire Okes þat doun were I drawe
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His parkes were I broken / and his deer byreeued
Of aƚƚ his goode steedes noon was him byleued
His howses were vnhiled / and ful yuel dight
Tho þoughte Gamelyn it wente nought aright
Aft erward cam his broþer walkynge þare
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And seyde to Gamelyn is our mete ȝare /
Tho wraþþed him gamelyn and swor by goddes book
Thou schalt go bake þi self / I wil nouȝt be þy cook
How broþer Gamelyn / how answerest þou now /
Þou spake neuer such a word as þou dost now /
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By my faith seyde Gamelyn now me þinkeþ neede /
Of aƚƚ þe harmes þat I haue I tok neuer ar heede
My parkes ben tobroken and my deer byreued
Of myn armure and my steedes nought is me bileued
Al þt my fader me byquaþ al goþ to schame /
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And þerfor haue þou goddes curs broþer by þy name
Than byspak his broþer þat rape was of rees /
Stond stille gadelyng / and hold right þy pees /
Thow schalt be fayn for to haue þy mete and þy wede /
What spekest þou Gamelyn of lond oþer of leede
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Thanne seyde Gamelyn þe child þat was ying
Cristes curs mot he haue þat clepeþ me gadelyng
I am no worse gadelyng ne no worse wigħt
But born of a lady and geten of a knigħt
Ne durst he nat to Gamelyn ner a foote go
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But clepide to hī his men and seyde to hem þo
Goþ and beteþ þis boy and reueþ him his wyt /
And lat him leren anoþer tyme to answere me bet
Thanne seyde þe child ȝonge Gamelyn
Cristes curs mot þou haue broþer art þou myn