Geoffrey Chaucer
“Whan that Aprille with his shoures soote—”
“For love is blind alway.”
“The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne.”
“And gladly wolde he lerne, and gladly teche.”
“Whan that Aprille with his shoures soote—”
“For love is blind alway.”
“The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne.”
“And gladly wolde he lerne, and gladly teche.”