Aubade BY DAFYDD AP GWILYM TRANSLATED BY ROLFE HUMPHRIES It seemed as if we did not sleep One wink that night; I was sighing deep. The cruellest…
Category Poetry
According to Mathew Arnold, Poetry is criticism of life. So be critic that means be a poet.
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Blow, Northerne Wind
Blow, Northerne Wind BY ANONYMOUS Blow, northerne wynd, Send thou me my suetyng! Blow, northerne wynd, Blou, blou, blou! Ichot a burde in boure bryht,…
Alysoun
Alysoun BY ANONYMOUS An hendy hap ichabbe yhent; Ichot, from hevene it is me sent; From alle wymmen mi loue is lent, And lyght on…
Ubi sunt qui ante nos fuerunt?
Ubi sunt qui ante nos fuerunt? BY ANONYMOUS Were beeth they biforen us weren, Houndes ledden and hawkes beren, And hadden feeld and wode? The…
Foweles in the Frith
Foweles in the Frith BY ANONYMOUS Foweles in the frith, The fisses in the flod, And I mon waxe wod; Mulch sorwe I walke with…
The Cuckoo Song
The Cuckoo Song BY ANONYMOUS Sing, cuccu, nu. Sing, cuccu. Sing, cuccu. Sing, cuccu, nu. Sumer is i-cumin in— Lhude sing, cuccu! Groweth sed and…
Sumer is i-cumin in
Sumer is i-cumin in BY ANONYMOUS Sing, cuccu, nu. Sing, cuccu. Sing, cuccu. Sing, cuccu, nu. Sumer is i-cumin in— Lhude sing, cuccu! Groweth sed…
The Parlement of Fowls
The Parlement of Fowls BY GEOFFREY CHAUCER (excerpt) Now welcome, somer, with thy sonne softe, That hast this wintres wedres overshake, And driven away…
“If no love is, O God, what fele I so?”
“If no love is, O God, what fele I so?” BY PETRARCH TRANSLATED BY GEOFFREY CHAUCER If no love is, O God, what fele I so? And…
Pearl: Section I (Modern version)
Pearl: Section I (Modern version) BY ANONYMOUS I 1 Pearl, the precious prize of a king, Chastely set in cherished gold, In all the East…