Maxioms by Geoffrey Chaucer
The jelous swan, agens hire deth that syngith.
The jelous swan, agens hire deth that syngith.
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.
Mordre wol out, that see we day by day.
Mordre wol out, that see we day by day.
The life so short, the crafts so long to learn.
The life so short, the crafts so long to learn.
The false lapwynge, full of trecherye.
The false lapwynge, full of trecherye.
