These words, & more, within his room he spake/
And begged his lady, in his grief, profound/ Some recognition of his love to make/ And wept salt, tears in which he nearly drowned/ But all in vain, for not a single sound/ She heard, not being present to do so/ Which made his grief a thousandfold to grow.
Not sure if this stanza was meant to be funny or ironic, but it literally made me laugh out loud. 10/10, Chaucer!
— Mar 01, 2026 07:19PM
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