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What's said is said and goes upon its way Like it or not, repent it as you may.

Geoffrey Chaucer

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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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In love there is but little rest.
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What is better than wisdom? Woman. And what is better than a good woman? Nothing.
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Min be the travaille, and thin be the glorie.
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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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Men sholde nat knowe of Goddes pryvetee Ye, blessed be alwey, a lewed man That noght but oonly his believe kan! So ferde another clerk with astromye, He walked in the feelds, for to prye Upon the sterres, what ther sholde bifalle, Til he was in a marle-pit yfalle.
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Forbid us something, and that thing we desire.
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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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And so it is in politics, dear brother, Each for himself alone, there is no other.
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