Ellesmere Chaucer

The Monk        

18.  The Monk.  

Grehoundes he hadde as swift as fowel in flight.
For sikerly, nere clynkyng of youre belles 
That on youre bridel hange on every syde, 
By hevene kyng that for us alle dyde, 
sholde er this han fallen doun for sleepe.


Special Collections
B. Davis Schwartz Memorial Library
C. W. Post/Long Island University
May, 2004

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