For in their hearts doth Nature stir them so Then people long on pilgrimage to go And palmers to be seeking foreign strands To distant shrines renowned in sundry lands.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERFor in their hearts doth Nature stir them so Then people long on pilgrimage to go And palmers to be seeking foreign strands To distant shrines renowned in sundry lands.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERThe fields have eyes, and the woods have ears.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERWith empty hands men may no hauks lure.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERMen love newfangleness.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERIf 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.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERThere’s no workman, whatsoever he be, That may both work well and hastily.
GEOFFREY CHAUCEROne shouldn’t be too inquisitive in life Either about God’s secrets or one’s wife.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERLove will not be constrain’d by mastery. When mast’ry comes, the god of love anon Beateth his wings, and, farewell, he is gone. Love is a thing as any spirit free.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERGreat peace is found in little busy-ness.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERPatience is a conquering virtue. The learned say that, if it not desert you, It vanquishes what force can never reach; Why answer back at every angry speech? No, learn forbearance or, I’ll tell you what, You will be taught it, whether you will or not.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERFilth and old age, I’m sure you will agree, are powerful wardens upon chastity.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERAnd so it is in politics, dear brother, Each for himself alone, there is no other.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERA yokel mind loves stories from of old, Being the kind it can repeat and hold.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERWhat is better than wisdom? Woman. And what is better than a good woman? Nothing.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERThe cat would eat fish but would not get her feet wet.
GEOFFREY CHAUCERThat field hath eyen, and the wood hath ears.
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