Maxioms by Geoffrey Chaucer
The thrustelcok made eek hir lay,
The wode dove upon the spray
She sang ful loude and read more
The thrustelcok made eek hir lay,
The wode dove upon the spray
She sang ful loude and cleere.
She lovede Right fro the firste sighte.
She lovede Right fro the firste sighte.
It is nought good a sleeping hound wake.
It is nought good a sleeping hound wake.
One eare it heard, at the other out it went.
One eare it heard, at the other out it went.
It is not good a sleping hound to wake.
It is not good a sleping hound to wake.
