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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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Drunkenness is the very sepulcher Of man's wit and his discretion.
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Thou shalt make castels thanne in Spayne And dreme of joye, all but in vayne.
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One eare it heard, at the other out it went.
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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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Who then may trust the dice, at Fortune's throw?
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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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If were not foolish young, were foolish old.
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And then the wren gan scippen and to daunce.
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I gave my whole heart up, for him to hold.
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