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Look up on high, and thank the God of all.
Geoffrey Chaucer
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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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Trouthe is the hyest thyng that man may kepe.
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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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People can die of mere imagination.
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We little know the things for which we pray.
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Alas, alas, that ever love was sin! I ever followed natural inclination Under the power of my constellation And was unable to deny, in truth, My chamber of Venus to a likely youth.
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And so it is in politics, dear brother, Each for himself alone, there is no other.
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The greatest scholars are not usually the wisest people.
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And then the wren gan scippen and to daunce.
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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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Soun is noght but air ybroken, And every speche that is spoken, Loud or privee, foul or fair, In his substaunce is but air For as flaumbe is but lighted smoke, Right so soun is air ybroke.
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Death is the end of every worldly pain.
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One eare it heard, at the other out it went.
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Who looks at me, beholdeth sorrows all, All pain, all torture, woe and all distress I have no need on other harms to call, As anguish, languor, cruel bitterness, Discomfort, dread, and madness more and less Methinks from heaven above the tears must rain In pity for my harsh and cruel pain.
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The handsome gifts that fate and nature lend us Most often are the very ones that end us.
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Who then may trust the dice, at Fortune's throw?
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For in their hearts doth Nature stir them so Then people long on pilgrimage to go And palmers to be seeking foreign strands To distant shrines renowned in sundry lands.
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The bisy larke, messager of day.
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Make a virtue of necessity.
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First he wrought, and afterwards he taught.
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The cat would eat fish but would not get her feet wet.
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