Author: Geoffrey Chaucer

Incipit prohemium tercii libri. O blisful light of whiche the bemes clere Adorneth al the thridde hevene faire! O sonnes […]

THE PROLOGUE. Our Hoste saw well that the brighte sun Th’ arc of his artificial day had run The fourthe […]

The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his […]