Geoffrey Chaucer ( 10 of 46 )
He koude songes make and well endite.
He koude songes make and well endite.
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.
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.
Every honest miller has a golden thumb.
Every honest miller has a golden thumb.
For oute of olde feldys, as men sey,
Comyth al this newe corn from yere to yere;
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For oute of olde feldys, as men sey,
Comyth al this newe corn from yere to yere;
And out of old bokis, in good fey,
Comyth al this newe science that men lere.
Therefore it behooveth hire a full long spoon
That shal ete with a feend.
Therefore it behooveth hire a full long spoon
That shal ete with a feend.
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.
Hyt is not al golde that glareth.
Hyt is not al golde that glareth.
This noble ensample to his sheepe he gaf,--
That firste he wroughte and after he taughte.
This noble ensample to his sheepe he gaf,--
That firste he wroughte and after he taughte.
Habit maketh no monke, ne wearing of guilt spurs maketh no
knight.
Habit maketh no monke, ne wearing of guilt spurs maketh no
knight.
