Maxioms by Geoffrey Chaucer
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.
But Cristes loore, and his Apostles twelve
He taughte, but first he folowed it hymselfe.
But Cristes loore, and his Apostles twelve
He taughte, but first he folowed it hymselfe.
Hyt is not al golde that glareth.
Hyt is not al golde that glareth.
The guilty think all talk is of themselves
The guilty think all talk is of themselves
For of Fortune's sharpe adversite,
The worste kynde of infortune is this,
A man to hav bent read more
For of Fortune's sharpe adversite,
The worste kynde of infortune is this,
A man to hav bent in prosperite,
And it remembren whan it passed is.
