Geoffrey Chaucer

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.

His studie was but litel on the Bible.

His studie was but litel on the Bible.

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 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.

For gold in phisik is a cordial;
Therefore he lovede gold in special.

For gold in phisik is a cordial;
Therefore he lovede gold in special.