Dame Sirith

Ci commence le fablel e la cointise de dame Siriz

As I com bi an waie,
Hof on Ich herde saie -
Ful modi mon and proud.
Wis he wes of lore,
And goužlich vnder gore,
And cložed in fair sroud.

To louien he begon,
On wedded wimmon;
žerof he heuede wrong!
His herte hire wes al on,
žat reste neuede he non -
že loue wes so strong

The Land of Cockaygne

 Fur in see bi west Spayngne
 Is a lond ihote Cokaygne.
 žer nis lond vnder heuenriche
 Of wel, of godnis, hit iliche.
 žo3 Paradis be miri and bri3t,
 Cokaygn is of fairir si3t.
 What is žer in Paradis
 Bot grasse and flure and grene ris?
 žo3 žer be ioi and gret dute,
 žer nis met bote frute;
 žer nis halle, bure, no bench,
 Bot watir manis žurst to quench.
 Bež žer no men bot two
 Hely and Enok also;
 Elinglich mai hi go
 Whar žer woniž men no mo.
(Vv. 1-12)

Specimen: Humorous Tales
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