Roundel Poem by Geoffrey Chaucer

Roundel

Rating: 3.3


Now welcome Summer with thy sunne soft,
That hast this winter`s weathers overshake,
And driven away the longe nighties black.

Saint Valentine, that art full high aloft,
Thus singen smalle fowles for thy sake:
Now welcome Summer with tye sunne soft,
That hast this winter`s weathers overshake.

Well have they cause for to gladden oft,
Wince each of them recovered hath his make.
Full blissful may they singe when they wake:
Now welcome Summer with they sunne soft,
That has this winters weathers overshake,
And driven away the longe nighties black.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joshua Adeyemi 28 May 2017

Literature in it's beauty.... That wroth all duties.... Thanks for sharing!

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Edward Kofi Louis 28 May 2017

Gladden oft! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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B.m. Biswas 28 May 2017

Thanks poemhunter.com for bringing here a poem like this of this classic poet Chaucer.

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Rajnish Manga 28 May 2017

The spirit of summers having overtaken the winters nicely portrayed. Thanks.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 07 December 2016

Saint Valentine, that artful high aloft. Great imagery. Thanks for sharing it here.

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