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From General Prologue, lines 479-530:
The Parson
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From The Canterbury Tales:
General Prologue
lines 531-543: The Plowman

       With hym ther was a PLOWMAN, was his brother,
That hadde ylad of dong ful many a fother;
A trewe swynkere and a good was he,
Lyvynge in pees and parfit charitee.
535God loved he best with al his hoole herte
At alle tymes, thogh him gamed or smerte,
And thanne his neighebor right as hym-selve.
He wolde thresshe, and therto dyke and delve,
For Cristes sake, for every povre wight
540Withouten hire, if it lay in his myght.
Hise tithes payed he ful faire and wel,
Bothe of his propre swynk and his catel.
In a tabard he rood, upon a mere.
        With him there was a PLOWMAN, his brother,
That loaded many carts with dung, and many other
Had transported; a true worker was he,
Living in peace and perfect charity.
535He loved God most, and that with his whole heart
At all times, whether it was easy or hard,
And next, his neighbour, even as himself.
He'd thresh and dig, and never thought of wealth,
For Christ's own sake, for every person poor,
540Without payment, if his power could assure.
He paid his taxes, fully, when it was due,
Both by his toil and possessions he'd sell too.
In a tabard he rode upon a mare.

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