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'My lige lady, generally,' quod he, 'Wommen desyren to have sovereyntee As well over hir housbond as hir love.'

Geoffrey Chaucer

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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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One eare it heard, at the other out it went.
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Remember in the forms of speech comes change Within a thousand years, and words that then Were well esteemed, seem foolish now and strange And yet they spake them so, time and again, And thrived in love as well as any men And so to win their loves in sundry days, In sundry lands there are as many ways.
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Forbid us something, and that thing we desire.
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Full wise is he that can himselven knowe.
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Patience is a conquering virtue.
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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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How potent is the fancy! People are so impressionable, they can die of imagination.
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He is gentle that doeth gentle deeds.
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With emptie hands men may no haukes lure.
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Fie on possession, But if a man be vertuous withal.
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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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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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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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But manly set the world on sixe and sevene And, if thou deye a martir, go to hevene.
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Thou shalt make castels thanne in Spayne And dreme of joye, all but in vayne.
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The life so brief, the art so long in the learning, the attempt so hard, the conquest so sharp, the fearful joy that ever slips away so quickly - by all this I mean love, which so sorely astounds my feeling with its wondrous operation, that when I think upon it I scarce know whether I wake or sleep.
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Truth is the highest thing that man may keep.
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And so it is in politics, dear brother, Each for himself alone, there is no other.
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