Geoffrey Chaucer, The Canterbury Tales: General Prologue 19, The Plowman - (A Minimalist Translation) Poem by Forrest Hainline

Geoffrey Chaucer, The Canterbury Tales: General Prologue 19, The Plowman - (A Minimalist Translation)

With him there was a Plowman, was his brother,
That had hauled of dung full many a fother;
A true swinker and a good was he,
Living in peace and perfect charity.
God loved he best with all his whole heart
At all times, though him gamed or smarte,
And then his neighbor right as himself.
He would thresh, and thereto dike and delve,
For Christ's sake, for every poor wight,
Without hire, if it lay in his might.
His tithes paid he full fair and well,
Both of his proper swink and his catel.
In a tabard he road upon a mare.

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