Geoffrey Chaucer

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Every honest miller has a golden thumb.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Gold
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Death is the end of every worldly pain.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Death
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Woe to the cook whose sauce has no sting.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Food
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Patience 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 Chaucer
Collection: Patience
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And so it is in politics, dear brother, Each for himself alone, there is no other.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Brother
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The handsome gifts that fate and nature lend us Most often are the very ones that end us.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Fate
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The fields have eyes, and the woods have ears.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Eye
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Remember in the forms of speech comes change Within a thousand years, and words that then Were well esteemed, seem foolish now and strange; And yet they spake them so, time and again, And thrived in love as well as any men; And so to win their loves in sundry days, In sundry lands there are as many ways.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Winning
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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.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Sweet
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Habit maketh no monk, ne wearing of gilt spurs maketh no knight.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Knights
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If were not foolish young, were foolish old.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Foolish
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Full wise is he that can himselven knowe.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Wise
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How potent is the fancy! People are so impressionable, they can die of imagination.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: People
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. . . if 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 Chaucer
Collection: Men
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In general, women desire to rule over their husbands and lovers, to be the authority above them.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Husband
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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.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Pain
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There's never a new fashion but it's old.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Fashion
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Certain, when I was born, so long ago, Death drew the tap of life and let it flow; And ever since the tap has done its task, And now there's little but an empty cask.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Death
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For tyme ylost may nought recovered be.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Time
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We little know the things for which we pray.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Prayer
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This world nys but a thurghfare ful of wo, And we been pilgrymes, passynge to and fro.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: World
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If gold rusts, what then can iron do?
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Iron
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There's no workman, whatsoever he be, That may both work well and hastily.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Literature
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And then the wren gan scippen and to daunce.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Wrens
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The cat would eat fish but would not get her feet wet.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Wise
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For many a pasty have you robbed of blood, And many a Jack of Dover have you sold That has been heated twice and twice grown cold. From many a pilgrim have you had Christ's curse, For of your parsley they yet fare the worse, Which they have eaten with your stubble goose; For in your shop full many a fly is loose.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Food
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For I have seyn of a ful misty morwe Folowen ful ofte a myrie someris day.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Misty
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That field hath eyen, and the wood hath ears.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Walls Have Ears
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The gretteste clerkes been noght wisest men.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Men
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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.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Men
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He that loveth God will do diligence to please God by his works, and abandon himself, with all his might, well for to do.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Might
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And when a beest is deed, he hath no peyne; But man after his deeth moot wepe and pleyne.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Men
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One eare it heard, at the other out it went.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Hearing
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'My lige lady, generally,' quod he, 'Wommen desyren to have sovereyntee As well over hir housbond as hir love.'
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Love
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Of harmes two the lesse is for to cheese.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Two
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Certes, they been lye to hounds, for an hound when he cometh by the roses, or by other bushes, though he may nat pisse, yet wole he heve up his leg and make a countenance to pisse.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Rose
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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
Collection: Air
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Time lost, as men may see, For nothing may recovered be.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Men
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Make a virtue of necessity.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Humility
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By God, if women had written stories, As clerks had within here oratories, They would have written of men more wickedness Than all the mark of Adam may redress.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Men
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I gave my whole heart up, for him to hold.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Heart
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A whetstone is no carving instrument, And yet it maketh sharp the carving tool; And if you see my efforts wrongly spent, Eschew that course and learn out of my school; For thus the wise may profit by the fool, And edge his wit, and grow more keen and wary, For wisdom shines opposed to its contrary.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: Wise
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But manly set the world on sixe and sevene; And, if thou deye a martir, go to hevene.
- Geoffrey Chaucer
Collection: World