| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Geoffrey Chaucer. (c. 13401400) |
| | | 1 | Whanne that April with his shoures sote The droughte of March hath perced to the rote. |
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| 2 | And smale foules maken melodie, That slepen alle night with open eye, So priketh hem nature in hir corages; Than longen folk to gon on pilgrimages. |
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| 3 | | And of his port as meke as is a mayde. |
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| 4 | | He was a veray parfit gentil knight. |
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| 5 | | He coude songes make, and wel endite. |
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| 6 | Ful wel she sange the service devine, Entuned in hire nose ful swetely; And Frenche she spake ful fayre and fetisly, After the scole of Stratford atte bowe, For Frenche of Paris was to hire unknowe. |
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| 7 | | A Clerk ther was of Oxenforde also. |
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| 8 | For him was lever han at his beddes hed A twenty bokes, clothed in black or red, Of Aristotle, and his philosophie, Than robes riche, or fidel, or sautrie. But all be that he was a philosophre, Yet hadde he but litel gold in cofre. |
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