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From The Nun's Priest's Tale, lines 609-635:
All the inhabitants of the yard go after the fox
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From The Canterbury Tales:
The Nun's Priest's Tale
lines 636-647: Chauntecleer sets a trap for the fox

       Now, goode men, I pray yow, herkneth alle.
Lo, how Fortune turneth sodeynly
The hope and pryde eek of hir enemy!
This cok, that lay upon the foxes bak,
640In al his drede unto the fox he spak,
And seyde, "Sire, if that I were as ye,
Yet wolde I seyn, as wys God helpe me,
`Turneth agayn, ye proude cherles alle,
A verray pestilence upon yow falle!
645Now am I come unto the wodes syde,
Maugree youre heed, the cok shal heere abyde,
I wol hym ete, in feith, and that anon.'"
       And now, good men, I pray you listen all.
Behold how Fortune turns all suddenly
The hope and pride of even her enemy!
This cock, which lay across the fox's back,
640In all his fear unto the fox did clack
And say: "Sir, were I you, as I should be,
Then would I say as God may now help me!,
'Turn back again, presumptuous peasants all!
A very pestilence upon you fall!
645Now that I've gained here to this dark wood's side,
In spite of you this cock shall here abide.
I'll eat him, by my faith, and that anon!'"

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From The Nun's Priest's Tale, lines 648-659:
The fox falls for the trap