Gower’s Confessio Amantis is a great classic of English literature and poetry, and nobody reads it.
Until now. (cue ominous music)
I had to do something. All Browning’s blank verse is driving me insane. So welcome to my best Middle English, which stinks for accuracy but ought to be intelligible. Gower is also guaranteed to make you feel better about all the goings-on down at your local parish, because they probably aren’t as bad as the goings-on he complains about.