"Me, fleinge, at a swappe he hente, And with his sours agayn up wente..."

"Me, fleinge, at a swappe he hente, And with his sours agayn up wente..."
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"Me, fleinge, at a swappe he hente, And with his sours agayn up wente..."

from: The Works of Geoffrey Chaucer: A Facsimile of the William Morris Kelmscott Chaucer (P. 454) -  1958
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"And with his grimme pawes stronge,
Within his sharpe nayles longe,
Me, fleinge, at a swappe he hente,
And with his sours agayn up wente,
Me caryinge in his clawes starke
As lightly as I were a larke,
How high, I can not telle yow,
For I cam up, I niste how." (p. 453-4)