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That of all the floures in the mede, Thanne love I most these floures white and rede, Suche as men callen daysyes in her toune.

Geoffrey Chaucer

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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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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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To keep demands as much skill as to win.
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What is better than wisdom? Woman. And what is better than a good woman? Nothing.
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For many a pasty have you robbed of blood, And many a Jack of Dover have you sold That has been heated twice and twice grown cold. From many a pilgrim have you had Christ's curse, For of your parsley they yet fare the worse, Which they have eaten with your stubble goose For in your shop full many a fly is loose.
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Fie on possession, But if a man be vertuous withal.
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I gave my whole heart up, for him to hold.
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This world nys but a thurghfare ful of wo, And we been pilgrymes, passynge to and fro.
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Death is the end of every worldly pain.
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He who accepts his poverty unhurt I'd say is rich although he lacked a shirt. But truly poor are they who whine and fret and covet what they cannot hope to get.
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Trouthe is the hyest thyng that man may kepe.
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Ther nis no werkman, whatsoevere he be, That may bothe werke wel and hastily.
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. . . if gold rust, what then will iron do?/ For if a priest be foul in whom we trust/ No wonder that a common man should rust. . . .
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For tyme ylost may nought recovered be.
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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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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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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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Drunkenness is the very sepulcher Of man's wit and his discretion.
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Certes, they been lye to hounds, for an hound when he cometh by the roses, or by other bushes, though he may nat pisse, yet wole he heve up his leg and make a countenance to pisse.
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