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Nowhere so busy a man as he there was And yet he seemed busier than he was.
Geoffrey Chaucer
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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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Forbid us something, and that thing we desire.
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Murder will out, this my conclusion.
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Mercy surpasses justice.
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At the ches with me she (Fortune) gan to pleye With her false draughts (pieces) dyvers/She staal on me, and took away my fers. And when I sawgh my fers awaye, Allas! I kouthe no lenger playe.
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First he wrought, and afterwards he taught.
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In April the sweet showers fall And pierce the drought of March to the root, and all The veins are bathed in liquor of such power As brings about the engendering of the flower.
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Whan that Aprill with his shoures soote The droghte of March hath perced to the roote.
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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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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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Truth is the highest thing that man may keep.
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Who then may trust the dice, at Fortune's throw?
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Thou shalt make castels thanne in Spayne And dreme of joye, all but in vayne.
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Pitee renneth soone in gentil herte.
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Trouthe is the hyest thyng that man may kepe.
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To keep demands as much skill as to win.
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If no love is, O God, what fele I so? And if love is, what thing and which is he? If love be good, from whennes cometh my woo? If it be wikke, a wonder thynketh me
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Time lost, as men may see, For nothing may recovered be.
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That of all the floures in the mede, Thanne love I most these floures white and rede, Suche as men callen daysyes in her toune.
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One cannot be avenged for every wrong according to the occasion, everyone who knows how, must use temperance.
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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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