Proverbe of Chaucer
What shul these clothes thus manyfold,
Lo this hote somers day?
After grete hete cometh cold;
No man caste his pilche away.
Of al this world the large compas
Yt wil not in myn armes tweyne;
Who so mochel wol embrace,
Amazing proverbs carrying eternal truths. Thanks for sharing here.
Thank you, Barry, for the translation. I enjoy Chaucer with a translator at my side, he has a chuckle beneath his bite or perhaps a bite behind his chuckle. Either way, he understands people and words. - - - - - - - - -] After grete hete cometh cold; No man caste his pilche away.
Proverbs of Chaucer I Why these many garments? Lo this heat of summer day! After great heat comes the cold; may no man cast his furs away! II The span of all this world will not go in my two short arms; he who will embrace too much, shall retain little of it.
The large compas of life! Nice work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem