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Fat or lene I cannot tell , But as for this , I wot well She lay at the stewes all nyght .
Hu . Thou art a mad gest , be this lyght ! Sen . Ye syr , it is a felow that never
faylys : But canst get my mayster a dyshe of quales , Smal byrdes , swalowes , or
...
Fat or lene I cannot tell , But as for this , I wot well She lay at the stewes all nyght .
Hu . Thou art a mad gest , be this lyght ! Sen . Ye syr , it is a felow that never
faylys : But canst get my mayster a dyshe of quales , Smal byrdes , swalowes , or
...
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This see is called the Great Occyan , So great it is that never man Coude tell it
sith the worlde began ; Tyll nowe , within this xx . yere , Westwarde be founde
new landes , That we never harde tell of before this By wrytynge nor other
meanys ...
This see is called the Great Occyan , So great it is that never man Coude tell it
sith the worlde began ; Tyll nowe , within this xx . yere , Westwarde be founde
new landes , That we never harde tell of before this By wrytynge nor other
meanys ...
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Priest , if that thou chance to tell , What pleasure through thy wit befell : Likewise
report not without care , What thou hast lost , and what they are . So , Sir , farewell
: th ' ast made amends For thy deceit , and we are friends . At this the fryer bit his ...
Priest , if that thou chance to tell , What pleasure through thy wit befell : Likewise
report not without care , What thou hast lost , and what they are . So , Sir , farewell
: th ' ast made amends For thy deceit , and we are friends . At this the fryer bit his ...
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THE CYTEZEN AND UPLONDYSHMAN | |
AN INTERLUDE OF THE FOUR ELEMENTS | 1 |
INTERLUDE OF THE DISOBEDIENT CHILD | |
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