Maxioms by Geoffrey Chaucer
But every thyng which schyneth as the gold,
Nis nat gold, as that I have herd it told.
But every thyng which schyneth as the gold,
Nis nat gold, as that I have herd it told.
The false lapwynge, full of trecherye.
The false lapwynge, full of trecherye.
That of all the floures in the mede,
Thanne love I most these floures white and rede,
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That of all the floures in the mede,
Thanne love I most these floures white and rede,
Suche as men callen daysyes in her toune.
Of harmes two the less is for to chose.
Of harmes two the less is for to chose.
His studie was but litel on the Bible.
His studie was but litel on the Bible.