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. Fortune 5/13/2001
19. Gentilesse 5/13/2001
20. Good Counsel Of Chaucer 12/31/2002
21. La Priere De Nostre Dame 12/31/2002
22. Lak Of Stedfastnesse 5/13/2001
23. L'Envoy Of Chaucer To Bukton 12/31/2002
24. Merciles Beaute 1/4/2003
25. Proverbs 5/13/2001
26. Proverbs Of Chaucer 12/31/2002
27. Rondeau Iii 4/5/2010
28. Rondel Of Merciless Beauty 12/31/2002
29. Roundel 12/31/2002
30. Since I From Love 12/31/2002
31. The Canon's Yeoman's Tale 4/4/2012
32. The Canon's Yeoman's Tale 4/4/2012
33. The Canterbury Tales 5/13/2001
34. The Canterbury Tales; The Milleres Tale 4/5/2010
35. The Canterbury Tales; The Seconde Nonnes Tale 4/5/2010
36. The Canterbury Tales; Chaucer's Tale Of Sir Thopas 4/5/2010
37. The Canterbury Tales; Epilogue 4/5/2010
38. The Canterbury Tales; Prologue 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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La Priere De Nostre Dame

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Almighty and all-merciable Queen,
To whom all this world fleeth for succour,
To have release of sin, of sorrow, of teen!
Glorious Virgin! of all flowers flow'r,
To thee I flee, confounded in errour!
Help and relieve, almighty debonair,
Have mercy of my perilous languour!

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