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

Roundel

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.

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Literature in it's beauty.... That wroth all duties.... Thanks for sharing!
That hast this winter`s weathers overshake, excellently composed
Gladden oft! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thanks poemhunter.com for bringing here a poem like this of this classic poet Chaucer.
The spirit of summers having overtaken the winters nicely portrayed. Thanks.
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