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Make a virtue of necessity.
Geoffrey Chaucer
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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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The lyf so short, the craft so longe to lerne. Th' assay so hard, so sharp the conquerynge, The dredful joye, alwey that slit so yerne Al this mene I be love... For out of olde feldes, as men seith, Cometh al this new corn fro yeer to yere And out of olde bokes, in good feith, Cometh al this newe science that men lere.
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Nowhere so busy a man as he there was And yet he seemed busier than he was.
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