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Murder will out, this my conclusion.

Geoffrey Chaucer

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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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Fo lo, the gentil kind of the lioun! For when a flye offendeth him or byteth, He with his tayl awey the flye smyteth Al esily, for, of his genterye, Him deyneth net to wreke him on a flye, As cloth a curre or elles another beste.
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