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From The Reeve's Tale, lines 253-313:
The evening at the miller's house
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From The Canterbury Tales:
The Reeve's Tale
lines 314-344: Alain and the miller's daughter

       Aleyn the clerk, that herde this melodye,
315He poked John, and seyde, "Slepestow?
Herdestow evere slyk a sang er now?
Lo, swilk a complyn is ymel hem alle,
A wilde fyr upon thair bodyes falle!
Wha herkned evere slyk a ferly thyng?
320Ye, they sal have the flour of il endyng.
This lange nyght ther tydes me na reste;
But yet, nafors, al sal be for the beste.
For, John," seyde he, "als evere moot I thryve,
If that I may, yon wenche wil I swyve.
325Som esement has lawe yshapen us;
For, John, ther is a lawe that says thus,
That gif a man in a point be agreved,
That in another he sal be reveled.
Oure corn is stoln, sothly, it is na nay,
330And we han had an il fit al this day;
And syn I sal have neen amendement
Agayn my los, I will have esement.
By Goddes sale, it sal neen other bee!"
       This John answerde, "Alayn, avyse thee!
335The millere is a perilous man, "he seyde,
"And gif that he out of his sleep abreyde,
He myghte doon us bathe a vileynye."
       Aleyn answerde, "I counte hym nat a flye."
And up he rist, and by the wenche he crepte.
340This wenche lay uprighte, and faste slepte,
Til he so ny was, er she myghte espie,
That it had been to late for to crie,
And shortly for to seyn, they were aton.
Now pley, Aleyn, for I wol speke of John.
       Alain the clerk, who heard this melody,
315He poked at John and said: "Asleep? But how?
Have you ever heard such a noice before now?
Lo, what a compline is among them all!
Now may the wild-fire on their bodies fall!
Who ever heard so outlandish a thing?
320But they shall have the flour of ill ending.
Through this long night there'll be for me no rest;
But never mind, 'twill all be for the best.
For, John," said he, "as ever I'll take my luck,
As, if I can, that very wench I'll fuck.
325Some compensation the law allows to us;
For, John, there is a statute which says thus,
That if a man in one point be aggrieved,
Yet in another shall he be relieved.
Our corn is stolen, there's no denial to that,
330An evil time all this day we had.
But since I may not have amending, now,
Against my loss I'll set some fun - and how!
By God's great soul it shall not be otherwise!"
       This John replied: "Alain, let me advise.
335The miller is a dangerous man," he said,
"And if he be awakened, I'm afraid
He may well do us both an injury."
       But Alain said: "I count him not a flea."
And up he rose and to the girl he crept.
340This wench lay on her back and soundly slept,
Until he'd come so near, before she might spy,
It was too late to struggle then, or cry;
And, to be brief, these two were soon at one.
Now play, Alain! For I will speak of John.

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From The Reeve's Tale, lines 345-379:
John and the miller's wife