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Drunkenness is the very sepulcher Of man's wit and his discretion.
Geoffrey Chaucer
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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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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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Trouthe is the hyest thyng that man may kepe.
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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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Thou shalt make castels thanne in Spayne And dreme of joye, all but in vayne.
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Who looks at me, beholdeth sorrows all, All pain, all torture, woe and all distress I have no need on other harms to call, As anguish, languor, cruel bitterness, Discomfort, dread, and madness more and less Methinks from heaven above the tears must rain In pity for my harsh and cruel pain.
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Death is the end of every worldly pain.
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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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The lyf so short, the craft so longe to lerne. Th' assay so hard, so sharp the conquerynge, The dredful joye, alwey that slit so yerne Al this mene I be love... For out of olde feldes, as men seith, Cometh al this new corn fro yeer to yere And out of olde bokes, in good feith, Cometh al this newe science that men lere.
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There's no workman, whatsoever he be, That may both work well and hastily.
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One eare it heard, at the other out it went.
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One cannot be avenged for every wrong according to the occasion, everyone who knows how, must use temperance.
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Women naturally desire the same six things as I they want their husbands to be brave, wise, rich, generous with money, obedient to the wife, and lively in bed.
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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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