The Merchant's Tale
Richard
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. Take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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In the garden lush and green,
Thought he'd wed to his delight,
And be wary, lest your sight you throw!
I wrestled with the squire so dear,
They whispered secrets, planned their game,
Blinded knight, he stood below,
He chose a bride so young and fair,
May and Damian were oft seen,
Oh, January, don't you see,
But January was old and blind,
Old January, wealthy knight,
A maiden named May, with golden hair.
While May had something else in mind.
This tale will leave you wondering why!
And think your life will be so sung,
With food and wine beyond compare,
So if you wed a maiden young,
While May and Damian's love did grow,
Young Damian, a squire sweet,
"It's for your sight, I'm not to blame,
They climbed a tree, the game was set,
Remember January's tale of woe,
With plans so bold and tricks so sly,
They married in a grand affair,
May cried out, a clever dame,
For a tryst that none would soon forget.
Caught May's eye, oh what a treat,
While January, none the wiser, lame.
Caught them in the act, it's true!
Suddenly his sight returned anew,
Young May's not what she seems to be,
To bring your vision back, my dear!"