¿Cómo me amo a mí mismo? Déjame contar las maneras. I love me a la anchura y profundidad y la altura Puede Alcanzar mi alma, Vista Cuando se siente fuera de la Para los Fines de ser ideal y Gracia. I love me con el nivel de todos los días de LA MAYORIA necesita tranquilidad, el sol y la luz de la vela. I love me Libremente, como los hombres luchan por el derecho; I love me exclusivamente, ya que A su vez de la alabanza. I love me con una pasión Objeto de un uso En mis penas de edad, y con la fe de mi infancia. I love me con un amor Parecía que perder Con mis santos perdidos, --- I love me con la respiración, Sonrisas, lágrimas, de toda mi vida! --- Y, si Dios elige, Yo, pero me ama mejor Después de la muerte. |
Whan that aprill with his shoures soote
The droghte of march hath perced to the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Whan zephirus eek with his sweete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
Tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the ram his halve cours yronne,
And smale foweles maken melodye,
That slepen al the nyght with open ye
(so priketh hem nature in hir corages);
Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages,
And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes,
To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes;
And specially from every shires ende
Of engelond to caunterbury they wende,
The hooly blisful martir for to seke,
That hem hath holpen whan that they were seeke.
Bifil that in that seson on a day,
In southwerk at the tabard as I lay
Redy to wenden on my pilgrymage
To caunterbury with ful devout corage,
At nyght was come into that hostelrye
Wel nyne and twenty in a compaignye,
Of sondry folk, by aventure yfalle
In felaweshipe, and pilgrimes were they alle,
That toward caunterbury wolden ryde.
The chambres and the stables weren wyde,
And wel we weren esed atte beste.
And shortly, whan the sonne was to reste,
So hadde I spoken with hem everichon
That I was of hir felaweshipe anon,
And made forward erly for to ryse,
To take oure wey ther as I yow devyse.
But nathelees, whil I have tyme and space,
Er that I ferther in this tale pace,
Me thynketh it acordaunt to resoun
To telle yow al the condicioun
Of ech of hem, so as it semed me,
And whiche they weren, and of what degree,
And eek in what array that they were inne;
And at a knyght than wol I first bigynne.
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