by Geoffrey Chaucer (c1343 - 1400)

Now welcome, somer with thy sonne softe
Language: English 
Now welcome, somer with thy sonne softe
  that hast this wintres weders over shake,
And driven away the longe nightes blake!

Saint Valentine, that art full hy in lofte,
Thus singen smalle foules for thy sake;
Now welcome, somer with thy sonne softe
  that hast this wintres weders over shake.

Wel have they cause for to gladden ofte,
Sith ech of hem recovered hath his make;
Ful blissfully they singen when they wake:
Now welcome, somer with thy sonne softe
that hast this wintres weders over shake.

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This text was added to the website: 2011-05-06
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Word count: 87