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Filth and old age, I'm sure you will agree, are powerful wardens upon chastity.
Geoffrey Chaucer
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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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Thus with hir fader for a certeyn space Dwelleth this flour of wyfly pacience, That neither by hir wordes ne hir face Biforn the folk, ne eek in her absence, Ne shewed she that hir was doon offence.
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The gretteste clerkes been noght wisest men.
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