The Miller's Prologue
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And god / that al this world hath wroght
Sende hym his loue / that hath it deere aboght
For now is Palamon / in alle wele
Lyuynge in blisse / in richesse / and in heele
And Emelye / hym loueth so tendrely
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And he / hir serueth so gentilly
That was ther no word hem bitwene
Of Ialousie / or any oother teene
Thus endeth Palamon / and Emelye
And god saue / al this faire compaignye Amen ~
¶ Here is ended / the knyghtes tale ~
¶ The prologe of the Milleres tale ~
Whan that the knyght hadde thus his tale ytoold
In al the compaignie / nas ther yong ne oold
That he ne seyde / it was a noble storie
And worthy / for to drawen to memorie
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And namely / the gentils euerichon
¶ Oure hoost lough / and swoor / so moot I gon
This gooth aright vnbokeled is the male
Lat se now / who shal telle another tale
For trewely / the game is wel bigonne
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Now telleth ye sire Monk / if p ye konne
Som what / to quite with the knyghtes tale
¶ The Millere / that for dronken was a pale
So that vnnethe / vp on his hors he sat
He nolde aualen / neither hood ne hat
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Ne abiden no man / for his curteisye
But in Pilates voys / he gan to crye
And swoor by armes / and by blood and bones
I kan a noble tale / for the nones
With which / I wol now quite the knyghtes tale
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¶ Oure hoost saugh / p he was dronke of ale