Geoffrey Chaucer - Man Quotes

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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.

Geoffrey Chaucer
Men sholde nat knowe of Goddes pryvetee Ye, blessed be alwey, a lewed man That noght but oonly his believe kan! So ferde another clerk with astromye, He walked in the feelds, for to prye Upon the sterres, what ther sholde bifalle, Til he was in a marle-pit yfalle.

Geoffrey Chaucer
For evere it was, and evere it shal byfalle,
That Love is he that alle thing may bynde,
For may no man fordon the lawe of kynde.

Geoffrey Chaucer
Nowher so bisy a man as he ther nas,
And yet he semed bisier than he was.

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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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For thogh we slepe, or wake, or rome, or ryde,
Ay fleeth the tyme; it nyl no man abyde.

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Whoso shal telle a tale after a man,
He moot reherce as ny as evere he kan Everich a word, if it be in his charge,
Al speke he never so rudeliche and large,
Or ellis he moot telle his tale untrewe,
Or feyne thyng, or fynde wordes new.

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Looke who that is moost vertuous alway,
Pryvee and apert, and most entendeth ay To do the gentil dedes that he kan;
Taak hym for the grettest gentil man.

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And therefore, at the kynges court, my brother,
Ech man for hymself, ther is noon oother.

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If gold rust, what then will iron do?/ For if a priest be foul in whom we trust/ No wonder that a common man should rust....

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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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For certein, whan that Fortune list to flee,
Ther may no man the cours of hire withholde.

Geoffrey Chaucer
And therfore, at the kynges court, my brother,
Ech man for hymself, ther is noon other.

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For whan a man hath over-greet a wit,
Ful oft hym happeth to mysusen it.

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Fie on possession,
But if a man be vertuous withal.

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Grisilde is deed, and eek hire pacience,
And bothe atones buryed in Ytaille;
For which I crie in open audience
No wedded man so hardy be t'assaille
His wyves pacience in trust to fynde
Grisildis, for in certein he shal faille.

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For of fortunes sharp adversitee
The worst kynde of infortune is this,
A man to han ben in prosperitee,
And it remembren, whan it passed is.

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Who so shall telle a tale after a man,
He moste reherse, as neighe as ever he can,
Everich word, if it be in his charge,
All speke he never so rudely and so large;
Or elles he moste tellen his tale untrewe,
Or feinen thinges, or finden wordes newe.

Geoffrey Chaucer
Fy on possessioun But if a man be vertuous withal.

Geoffrey Chaucer