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I am not the rose, but I have lived near the rose.
Geoffrey Chaucer
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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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Geoffrey Chaucer
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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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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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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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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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Pitee renneth soone in gentil herte.
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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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We little know the things for which we pray.
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But all thing which that shineth as the gold Ne is no gold, as I have herd it told.
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Forbid us something, and that thing we desire.
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Ful wys is he that kan hymselven knowe.
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The devil can only destroy those who are already on their way to damnation.
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