This is just the opening lines of the General Prologue, designed to introduce students to Chaucerian Middle English. The text itself is cobbled together from a number of public domain sources and minimally edited. I’ve regularized the use of uppercase letters a bit to aid comprehension. The notes are my own.
Whan that Aprill with his° shoures° soote° | its — showers — sweet, fresh |
The droghte° of March hath perced° to the roote, | drought — pierced |
And bathed every veyne in swich licour° | such liquid |
Of which vertu° engendred° is the flour;° | power — created — flower |
Whan Zephirus° eek° with his sweete breeth [5] | the gentle west wind — also |
Inspired° hath in every holt° and heeth | breathed into — field |
Tendre croppes,° and the yonge sonne | shoots |
Hath in the Ram° his halve cours yronne,° | the constellation Aries — gone half its course |
And smale foweles° maken melodye, | birds |
That slepen al the nyght with open ye° [10] | eye |
(So priketh° hem° nature in hir corages°); | spurs — them — their hearts |
Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages, | |
And palmeres° for to seken straunge strondes,° | pilgrims — shores |
To ferne halwes,° kowthe° in sondry londes; | distant shrines — known — various |
And specially from every shires ende [15] | |
Of Engelond to Caunterbury they wende, | |
The hooly blisful martir for to seke, | |
That hem hath holpen whan that they were seeke.° | has helped them when they were sick |
Bifil° that in that seson on a day, | it happened |
In Southwerk at the Tabard° as I lay [20] | Tabard Inn in Southwark, London |
Redy to wenden° on my pilgrymage | go |
To Caunterbury with ful° devout corage,° | very — hearts |
At nyght was come into that hostelrye° | inn |
Wel nyne and twenty in a compaignye, | |
Of sondry folk, by aventure yfalle° [25] | by chance fallen together |
In felaweshipe, and pilgrimes were they alle, | |
That toward Caunterbury wolden° ryde. | would |
The chambres° and the stables weren wyde, | bedrooms |
And wel we weren esed atte beste.° | taken care of |
And shortly, whan the sonne was to reste,° [30] | sun was about to go down |
So hadde I spoken with hem everichon° | every one |
That I was of hir felaweshipe° anon,° | their company — at once |
And made forward° erly for to ryse, | agreement |
To take oure wey ther as I yow devyse.° | describe to you |
But nathelees,° whil I have tyme and space, [35] | nevertheless |
Er° that I ferther in this tale pace,° | before — proceed |
Me thynketh it acordaunt to° resoun | it seems to me consistent with |
To telle yow al the condicioun° | nature, state |
Of ech of hem,° so as it semed me, | them |
And whiche they weren, and of what degree,° [40] | social rank |
And eek° in what array° that they were inne; | also — dress |
And at a Knyght than wol I first bigynne. |