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To: Thomas Message: hey did u reed that bok bout Chauser cuz i didnt get it. Its jus 2 hard 2 read n i dont kno y we r doin this. I meen we r good @ talkin in our english so y r we reedin all of this ol **** Who needs it or even cares? Canterbury Tales? Mor lik #icantspellbarytails! LOL. its like 2 long but txt me bk cuz I dont get it n ned help 4 the test. TTYL, busy day sooo gotta g ~<3 Becky Sent at 2:00pm April 2, 2011
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Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 4:54 PM UTC
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The Beggar at Canterbury Gate The beggar sits at Canterbury Gate, Thin, pale, unshaven, sad. His little dog Sits patiently as a Benedictine At Vespers, pondering eternity. Not that rat terriers are permitted To make solemn vows. Still, the pup appears To take his own vocation seriously, As so few humans do. For, after all, Dogs demonstrate for us the duties of Poverty, stability, obedience, In choir, perhaps; among the garbage, yes, So that perhaps we too might live aright. The good dog’s human plays his tin whistle Beneath usurper Henry’s1 offering-arch For Kings, as beggars do, must drag their sins And lay them before the Altar of God: The beggar drinks and drugs and smokes, and so His penance is to sit and suffer shame; The King’s foul murders stain his honorable soul; His penance is a stone-carved famous name Our beggar, then, is a happier man, Begging for bread at Canterbury Gate; Tho’ stones are scripted not with his poor fame, His little dog will plead his cause to God. 1Henry VII, who built the Cathedral Gate in 1517, long after the time of Henry II and St. Thomas Becket
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Dec 15, 2016
Dec 15, 2016 at 5:03 PM UTC
The Beggar at Canterbury Gate