Geoffrey Chaucer

(c. 1343 – 25 October 1400 / London, England)

Geoffrey Chaucer Poems

1. A Balade Of Complaint 5/13/2001
2. A Ballad Of Gentleness 12/31/2002
3. A Ballad Sent To King Richard 12/31/2002
4. A Complaint To His Lady 2/9/2015
5. A Cook 4/5/2010
6. A Rondel Of Merciless Beauty - The Original 4/5/2010
7. Against Women Unconstant 12/31/2002
8. An Abc 5/13/2001
9. Anelida And Arcite 5/13/2001
10. Balade 1/4/2003
11. Book Of The Duchesse 5/13/2001
12. Canterbury Tales, The Knight's Tale, Book I [Excerpt] 6/5/2015
13. Chaucer's Prophecy 12/31/2002
14. Chaucer's Tale Of Meliboeus 4/4/2012
15. Chaucer's Tale Of Sir Thopas 4/4/2012
16. Chaucers Wordes Unto Adam 5/13/2001
17. Chaucer's Words To His Scrivener 1/3/2003
18. Controlling the Tongue - 3/25/2016
19. Fortune 5/13/2001
20. Gentilesse 5/13/2001
21. Good Counsel Of Chaucer 12/31/2002
22. La Priere De Nostre Dame 12/31/2002
23. Lak Of Stedfastnesse 5/13/2001
24. L'Envoy Of Chaucer To Bukton 12/31/2002
25. Merciles Beaute 1/4/2003
26. Proverbs 5/13/2001
27. Proverbs Of Chaucer 12/31/2002
28. Rondeau Iii 4/5/2010
29. Rondel Of Merciless Beauty 12/31/2002
30. Roundel 12/31/2002
31. Since I From Love 12/31/2002
32. The Canon's Yeoman's Tale 4/4/2012
33. The Canon's Yeoman's Tale 4/4/2012
34. The Canterbury Tales 5/13/2001
35. The Canterbury Tales; The Milleres Tale 4/5/2010
36. The Canterbury Tales; The Seconde Nonnes Tale 4/5/2010
37. The Canterbury Tales; Chaucer's Tale Of Sir Thopas 4/5/2010
38. The Canterbury Tales; Epilogue 4/5/2010
39. The Canterbury Tales; The Chanouns Yemannes Tale 4/5/2010
40. The Canterbury Tales; The Clerkes Tale (A) 4/5/2010
Best Poem of Geoffrey Chaucer

Rondel Of Merciless Beauty

Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly;
Their beauty shakes me who was once serene;
Straight through my heart the wound is quick and keen.

Only your word will heal the injury
To my hurt heart, while yet the wound is clean -
Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly;
Their beauty shakes me who was once serene.

Upon my word, I tell you faithfully
Through life and after death you are my queen;
For with my death the whole truth shall be seen.
Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly;
Their beauty shakes me who was once serene;
Straight through my ...

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Gentilesse

The firste stok, fader of gentilesse --
What man that desireth gentil for to be
Must folowe his trace, and alle his wittes dresse
Vertu to love and vyces for to flee.
For unto vertu longeth dignitee
And noght the revers, saufly dar I deme,
Al were he mytre, croune, or diademe.

This firste stok was ful of rightwisnesse,

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