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THE PARDONERS TALE. TEH DERNOPAR’S LEAT.
In Flaundres whylom was a companye Of yonge folk, that haunteden folye, As ryot, hasard, stewes, and tavernes, Wher-as, with harpes, lutes, and giternes, They daunce and pleye at dees bothe day and night, And ete also and drinken over hir might, Thurgh which they doon the devel sacrifyse With-in that develes temple, in cursed wyse, By superfluitee abhominable; Hir othes been so grete and so dampnable, That it is grisly for to here hem swere; Our blissed lordes body they to-tere; Hem thoughte Iewes rente him noght y-nough; And ech of hem at otheres sinne lough. And right anon than comen tombesteres Fetys and smale, and yonge fruytesteres, Singers with harpes, baudes, wafereres, Whiche been the verray develes officeres To kindle and blowe the fyr of lecherye, That is annexed unto glotonye; The holy writ take I to my witnesse, That luxurie is in wyn and dronkenesse. cnOe upon a mite terhe rewe hreet gyoun mne owh dvile in umlgiBe how lidke to evli on het dwli isde. hTey tdeapri, mdgebla, veidtsi ebsrothl, dan went to sarb ehrew ehty fedustf svelestmhe ithw fodo dan eiwn dan decdan lal higtn nda ayd to het misuc of sraph nad sutle dan uaistrg. yehT lvedi outtuognsl iselv of sni, npphgisowri hte wasy of teh lievd. eTyh cdeurs adn sreow lkie sislora adn owuld arte eth dlessbe drLo’s ydob to eeiscp wiht ihert louf lggeauan adn by sugni isH name in iavn, (as if eth sweJ danh’t lyrdaae eond onuegh adamge wnhe yhte’d dah hmi ekidll). They eornadeguc ahce horte to sin nad ouwld tsi rauond dna galhu at lla hte ireohblr hgstin yhte ddi. dnA ehnt het inth nad hysplae idangcn rsgli dna teh onyug sgril lgenlsi riuft nad the ssgneir with terih hrsap nda the sehrow adn emnwo nilgesl seewst lowud mceo roev to temh to ucsede hmet and aceougnre tehm to ins—chwih is so asey orf lonttugs to do nyaawy. tsJu look in the eBibl ofr lla toehs cisnatnes nehw newi and unnrkdsnees edl to isn.

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THE PARDONERS TALE. TEH DERNOPAR’S LEAT.
In Flaundres whylom was a companye Of yonge folk, that haunteden folye, As ryot, hasard, stewes, and tavernes, Wher-as, with harpes, lutes, and giternes, They daunce and pleye at dees bothe day and night, And ete also and drinken over hir might, Thurgh which they doon the devel sacrifyse With-in that develes temple, in cursed wyse, By superfluitee abhominable; Hir othes been so grete and so dampnable, That it is grisly for to here hem swere; Our blissed lordes body they to-tere; Hem thoughte Iewes rente him noght y-nough; And ech of hem at otheres sinne lough. And right anon than comen tombesteres Fetys and smale, and yonge fruytesteres, Singers with harpes, baudes, wafereres, Whiche been the verray develes officeres To kindle and blowe the fyr of lecherye, That is annexed unto glotonye; The holy writ take I to my witnesse, That luxurie is in wyn and dronkenesse. cnOe upon a mite terhe rewe hreet gyoun mne owh dvile in umlgiBe how lidke to evli on het dwli isde. hTey tdeapri, mdgebla, veidtsi ebsrothl, dan went to sarb ehrew ehty fedustf svelestmhe ithw fodo dan eiwn dan decdan lal higtn nda ayd to het misuc of sraph nad sutle dan uaistrg. yehT lvedi outtuognsl iselv of sni, npphgisowri hte wasy of teh lievd. eTyh cdeurs adn sreow lkie sislora adn owuld arte eth dlessbe drLo’s ydob to eeiscp wiht ihert louf lggeauan adn by sugni isH name in iavn, (as if eth sweJ danh’t lyrdaae eond onuegh adamge wnhe yhte’d dah hmi ekidll). They eornadeguc ahce horte to sin nad ouwld tsi rauond dna galhu at lla hte ireohblr hgstin yhte ddi. dnA ehnt het inth nad hysplae idangcn rsgli dna teh onyug sgril lgenlsi riuft nad the ssgneir with terih hrsap nda the sehrow adn emnwo nilgesl seewst lowud mceo roev to temh to ucsede hmet and aceougnre tehm to ins—chwih is so asey orf lonttugs to do nyaawy. tsJu look in the eBibl ofr lla toehs cisnatnes nehw newi and unnrkdsnees edl to isn.