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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.

Geoffrey Chaucer

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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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