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The Friar's Tale
Geoffrey Chaucer
singen, if that they were hent;* *caught And smale tithers were foul y-shent,* *troubled, put to shRate it:

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The Canterbury Tales; THE MILLERES TALE
Geoffrey Chaucer
another tale; For he shal fynde ynowe, grete and smale, Of storial thyng that toucheth gentillesse,Rate it:

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Book Of The Duchesse
Geoffrey Chaucer
and of kinges, And many othere thinges smale. Amonge al this I fond a tale That me tRate it:

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Confessio Amantis. Prologus
John Gower
unto this office. Bot for my wittes ben to smale To tellen every man his tale, This bok, upon amenRate it:

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The Bowge of Courte
John Skelton
medyatoure and mene And this another I haue but smale substaunce Pece quod Desyre ye speke not wortRate it:

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The Bowge of Courte
John Skelton
and mene; And this an other, I have but smale substaunce. Pece, quod Desyre, ye speke not worth aRate it:

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The Brus Book V
John Barbour
blastis hidwys to bid Was ourdryvyn and byrdis smale As turturis and the nychtyngale 5 Begouth rRate it:

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The Canterbury Tales
Geoffrey Chaucer
Hath in the Ram his halfe cours yronne, And smale foweles maken melodye, That slepen al tRate it:

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The Canterbury Tales; CHAUCER'S TALE OF SIR THOPAS
Geoffrey Chaucer
a sory care. Ther spryngen herbes, grete and smale, The lycorys and cetewale, And many a clowe-gyRate it:

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The Canterbury Tales; PROLOGUE
Geoffrey Chaucer
in the Ram his halfe cours yronne, And smale foweles maken melodye, That slepen al the nyght with oRate it:

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The Canterbury Tales; THE MAUNCIPLES TALE
Geoffrey Chaucer
brynge thee to lure. I meene he speke wole of smale thynges, As for to pynchen at thy rekenynges, TRate it:

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The Canterbury Tales; THE PRIORESSES TALE
Geoffrey Chaucer
is to seyn, to syngen and to rede, As smale children doon in hir childhede. Among thise children wRate it:

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The Soote Season
Henry Howard
she slings, The swift swallow pursueth the flyës smale, The busy bee her honey now she mings-- WintRate it:

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To Mistress Isabell Pennell
John Skelton
To hear this nightingale Among the birdës smale Warbeling in the vale,— Dug, dug, jug, jug, GoodRate it:

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