Geoffrey Chaucer - God Quotes

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Whan that the month in which the world bigan,
That highte March, whan God first maked man.

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If no love is, O God, what fele I so?
And if love is, what thing and which is he?
If love be good, from whennes cometh my woo?

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Of alle the floures in the mede, Than love I most these floures whyte and rede, Swiche as men callen daysies in our toun..... Til that myn herte dye..... That wel by reson men hit calle may The 'dayesye' or elles the 'ye of day,' The emperice and flour of floures alle. I pray to god that faire mot she falle, And alle that loven floures, for hir sake!

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By God! in erthe I was his purgatorie,
For which I hope his Soule be in glorie.

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For in the sterres, clerer than is glas,
Is writen, God woot, whoso koude it rede,
The deeth of every man.

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'By God,' quod he, 'for pleynly, at a word,
Thy drasty rymyng is nat worth a toord!'

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God loveth, and to love wol nought werne,
And in this world no lyves creature
Withouten love is worth, or may endure.

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Venus clerk Ovide,
That hath ysowen wonder wide
The grete god of Loves name.

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Yblessed be god that I have wedded fyve!
Welcome the sixte, whan that evere he shal.
For sothe, I wol nat kepe me chaast in al.
Whan myn housbonde is fro the world ygon,
Som Cristen man shall wedde me anon.

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Love wol nat been constreyned by maistrye.
When maistrie comth, the God of Love anon
Beteth his wynges, and farewel, he is gon!
Love is a thyng as any spirit free.

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And for ther is so gret diversite
In Englissh and in writyng of oure tonge,
So prey I God that non myswrite the,
Ne the mysmetre for defaute of tonge;
And red wherso thow be, or elles songe,
That thow be understonde, God I biseche!

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Forth, pilgrim, forth! Forth, beste, out of thy stal!
Know thy contree, look up, thank God of al;
Hold the heye wey, and lat thy gost thee lede,
And trowth thee shal delivere, it is no drede.

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O yonge fresshe folkes, he or she,
In which that love up-groweth with your age,
Repeyreth hoom fro worldly vanitee,
And of your herte up-casteth the visage
To thilke God that after his image
Yow made, and thynketh al nis but a faire
This world, that passeth sone as floures faire.

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For God's love, take things patiently, have sense, Think! We are prisoners and shall always be. Fortune has given us this adversity, Some wicked planetary dispensation, Some Saturn's trick or evil constellation Has given us this, and Heaven, though we had sworn The contrary, so stood when we were born. We must endure it, that's the long and short.

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One shouldn't be too inquisitive in life Either about God's secrets or one's wife.

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