Maxioms by Geoffrey Chaucer
Thus with hir fader for a certeyn space
Dwelleth this flour of wyfly pacience,
That neither by read more
Thus with hir fader for a certeyn space
Dwelleth this flour of wyfly pacience,
That neither by hir wordes ne his face
Biforn the fold, ne eek in her absence,
Ne shewed she that hir was doon offence.
It is nought good a sleeping hound wake.
It is nought good a sleeping hound wake.
The jelous swan, agens hire deth that syngith.
The jelous swan, agens hire deth that syngith.
Nowher so besy a man as he ther was,
And yet he semed bisier than he was.
Nowher so besy a man as he ther was,
And yet he semed bisier than he was.
His studie was but litel on the Bible.
His studie was but litel on the Bible.
