Maxioms by Geoffrey Chaucer
Rose were sette of swete savour,
With many roses that thei bere.
Rose were sette of swete savour,
With many roses that thei bere.
The thrustelcok made eek hir lay,
The wode dove upon the spray
She sang ful loude and read more
The thrustelcok made eek hir lay,
The wode dove upon the spray
She sang ful loude and cleere.
And broughte of mighty ale a large quart.
And broughte of mighty ale a large quart.
Yet in oure asshen olde is fyr yreke.
Yet in oure asshen olde is fyr yreke.
She lovede Right fro the firste sighte.
She lovede Right fro the firste sighte.
