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Geoffrey Chaucer

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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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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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For of fortunes sharp adversitee The worst kynde of infortune is this, A man to han ben in prosperitee, And it remembren, whan it passed is.
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For tyme ylost may nought recovered be.
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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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But all thing which that shineth as the gold Ne is no gold, as I have herd it told.
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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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But manly set the world on sixe and sevene And, if thou deye a martir, go to hevene.
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How potent is the fancy! People are so impressionable, they can die of imagination.
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In love there is but little rest.
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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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In April the sweet showers fall And pierce the drought of March to the root, and all The veins are bathed in liquor of such power As brings about the engendering of the flower.
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One cannot scold or complain at every word. Learn to endure patiently, or else, as I live and breathe, you shall learn it whether you want or not.
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The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne.
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And then the wren gan scippen and to daunce.
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Yet in our ashen cold is fire yreken.
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With emptie hands men may no haukes lure.
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Forbid us something, and that thing we desire.
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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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