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The guilty think all talk is of themselves.
Geoffrey Chaucer
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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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Truth is the highest thing that man may keep.
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People can die of mere imagination.
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Min be the travaille, and thin be the glorie.
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What's said is said and goes upon its way Like it or not, repent it as you may.
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Patience is a conquering virtue. The learned say that, if it not desert you, It vanquishes what force can never reach Why answer back at every angry speech? No, learn forbearance or, I'll tell you what, You will be taught it, whether you will or not.
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Ther is no newe gyse that it nas old.
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Certes, they been lye to hounds, for an hound when he cometh by the roses, or by other bushes, though he may nat pisse, yet wole he heve up his leg and make a countenance to pisse.
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Make a virtue of necessity.
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The life so brief, the art so long in the learning, the attempt so hard, the conquest so sharp, the fearful joy that ever slips away so quickly - by all this I mean love, which so sorely astounds my feeling with its wondrous operation, that when I think upon it I scarce know whether I wake or sleep.
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For tyme ylost may nought recovered be.
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In love there is but little rest.
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Men sholde nat knowe of Goddes pryvetee Ye, blessed be alwey, a lewed man That noght but oonly his believe kan! So ferde another clerk with astromye, He walked in the feelds, for to prye Upon the sterres, what ther sholde bifalle, Til he was in a marle-pit yfalle.
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First he wrought, and afterwards he taught.
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Whan that Aprill with his shoures soote The droghte of March hath perced to the roote.
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Forbid us something, and that thing we desire.
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Ther nis no werkman, whatsoevere he be, That may bothe werke wel and hastily.
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Mercy surpasses justice.
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For out of old fields, as men saith, Cometh all this new corn from year to year And out of old books, in good faith, Cometh all this new science that men learn.
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