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Thomas Campbell (Томас Кэмпбелл) Chaucer and Windsor LONG shalt thou flourish, Windsor! bodying forth Chivalric times, and long shall live around Thy Castle the old oaks of British birth, Whose gnarléd roots, tenacious and profound, As with a lion’s talons grasp the ground. But should thy towers in ived ruin rot, There ’s one, thine inmate once, whose strain renowned Would interdict thy name to be forgot; For Chaucer loved thy bowers and trode this very spot. Chaucer! our Helicon’s first fountain-stream, Our morning star of song,—that led the way To welcome the long-after coming beam Of Spenser’s light and Shakespeare’s perfect day Old England’s fathers live in Chaucer’s lay, As if they ne’er had died. He grouped and drew Their likeness with a spirit of life so gay, That still they live and breathe in Fancy’s view, Fresh beings fraught with truth’s imperishable hue. Thomas Campbell's other poems:
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