April 02, 2007

Ah Aprill!


Whan that Aprill, with his shoures soote
The droghte of March hath perced to the roote
And bathed every veyne in swich licour,
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Whan Zephirus eek with his sweete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Ram his halfe cours yronne,
And smale foweles maken melodye,
That slepen al the nyght with open eye-
(So priketh hem Nature in hir corages);
Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages
And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes
To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes;

--Prologue to The Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer

1 Comments:

Blogger elena maria vidal said...

Oh, thank you, I love those lines so much. April is not complete without them.

April 02, 2007 11:48 AM  

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