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The smylere with the knyf under the cloke.

Geoffrey Chaucer

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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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Make a virtue of necessity.
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To keep demands as much skill as to win.
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Murder will out, this my conclusion.
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All good things must come to an end.
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For tyme ylost may nought recovered be.
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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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Mercy surpasses justice.
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Patience is a conquering virtue. The learned say that, if it not desert you, It vanquishes what force can never reach Why answer back at every angry speech? No, learn forbearance or, I'll tell you what, You will be taught it, whether you will or not.
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The greatest scholars are not usually the wisest people.
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'My lige lady, generally,' quod he, 'Wommen desyren to have sovereyntee As well over hir housbond as hir love.'
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He that loveth God will do diligence to please God by his works, and abandon himself, with all his might, well for to do.
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One eare it heard, at the other out it went.
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The cat would eat fish but would not get her feet wet.
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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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And so it is in politics, dear brother, Each for himself alone, there is no other.
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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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The devil can only destroy those who are already on their way to damnation.
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Ther nis no werkman, whatsoevere he be, That may bothe werke wel and hastily.
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The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne.
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