Henry VI: from Progress to Pilgrimage

Whan that Aprill with his shoures sooteThe drighte of March hath perced to the roote,And baythed every veyne in swich licourOf which vertu engendred is the flour;Whan Zephirus eek with his sweete breethInspired hath in every holt and heethThe tendre croppes, and the yonge sonneHath in the Ram his half cours yronne,And smale fowles maken... Continue Reading →

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