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Time lost, as men may see, For nothing may recovered be.

Geoffrey Chaucer

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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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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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