Whan that Aprille with his shoures sotte
The droghte of Marche hath perced to the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swich liquor,
Of which vertu engendred is the flour
Than longen folk to goon on pilgrimages
very easy. Strict honor code: no looking it up for this very easy one. Ill buy a cup of coffee to the first reader posted who gets it right without cribbing.