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Pitee renneth soone in gentil herte.

Geoffrey Chaucer

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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne.
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One eare it heard, at the other out it went.
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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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