Classic poem of the day
Go, litel book, go litel myn tregedie,
Ther god thy maker yet, er that he dye,
So sende might to make in som comedie!
But litel book, no making thou n'envye,
But subgit be to alle poesye;
And kis the steppes, wher-as thou seest pace
Virgile, Ovyde, Omer, Lucan, and Stace.
And for ther is so greet diversitee
In English and in wryting of our tonge,
So preye I god that noon miswryte thee,
Ne thee mismetre for defaute of tonge.
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Member poem of the day
A love story,
So rushed, so fast,
But who cares?
Just two teenagers in love,
Insecurities and butterflies,
Felt so loved—
Isn’t that right?
Oh, that girl—what a fool!
Thinking nothing would happen,
But we were just flowers,
Fated to wilt too soon.
Stop hesitating—
You’re not a fragile thorn!
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