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An Excelente Balade of Charitie: As Wroten bie the Gode Pri by Thomas Chatterton

By Thomas Chatterton

Topics: love-shayari, nature-poetry, spiritual-poetry

In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene, And hotte upon the mees did caste his raie; The apple rodded from its palie greene, And the mole peare did bende the leafy spraie; The peede chelandri sunge the livelong daie; 'Twas nowe the pride, the manhode of the yeare, And eke the grounde was dighte in its moste defte aumere. The sun was glemeing in the midde of daie, Deadde still the aire, and eke the welken blue, When from the sea arist in drear arraie A hepe of cloudes of sable sullen hue,

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"In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene,..."

"An Excelente Balade of Charitie: As Wroten bie the Gode Pri" by Thomas Chatterton is a love and nature and spiritual and romantic english poem consisting of 103 lines. This English poem by Thomas Chatterton demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene, And hotte upon the mees did caste his raie;...", this piece explores themes of love and nature and spiritual and romantic through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Thomas Chatterton's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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About Thomas Chatterton

Thomas Chatterton (1752–1770) was an English poet who forged medieval poetry and died by suicide at 17. His work inspired the Romantic poets, and he became a symbol of the misunderstood genius.

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