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The devil can only destroy those who are already on their way to damnation.
Geoffrey Chaucer
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Geoffrey Chaucer
Died: 1400
Died: October 25
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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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If were not foolish young, were foolish old.
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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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But manly set the world on sixe and sevene And, if thou deye a martir, go to hevene.
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The gretteste clerkes been noght wisest men.
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How potent is the fancy! People are so impressionable, they can die of imagination.
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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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Look up on high, and thank the God of all.
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In general, women desire to rule over their husbands and lovers, to be the authority above them.
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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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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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One eare it heard, at the other out it went.
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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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I gave my whole heart up, for him to hold.
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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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All good things must come to an end.
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Murder will out, this my conclusion.
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Time lost, as men may see, For nothing may recovered be.
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