In Olde Days

“In olde days of the King Artour,

Of which the Bretons speken gret honour,

All was this lond fulfilled of faerie;

The elf-quene, with hire joly compagnie,

Danced ful oft in many a grene mede.

This was the old opinion as I rede;

I speke of many hundred yeres ago;

But now can no man see non elves mo,

For now the grete charitee and prayers

Of limitoures and othere freres,

That serchen every land, and every streme,

As thickke as motes in the sunnebeme,

Blissing halles, chambres, kichenes, and boures,

Citees and burghes, castles highe and toures,

Thropes and bernes, shepenes and dairies,

This maketh that ther ben no faeries.”

Chaucer