Geoffrey Chaucer
Geoffrey Chaucer
Geoffrey Chaucer, known as the Father of English literature, is widely considered the greatest English poet of the Middle Ages and was the first poet to be buried in Poets' Corner of Westminster Abbey...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
age world als
But, Lord Crist! whan that it remembreth me Upon my yowthe, and on my jolitee, It tickleth me aboute myn herte roote. Unto this day it dooth myn herte boote That I have had my world as in my tyme. But age, alias! that al wole envenyme, Hath me biraft my beautee and my pith. Lat go, farewel! the devel go therwith! The flour is goon, ther is namoore to telle; The bren, as I best kan, now most I selle.
men world persons
If a man really loves a woman, of course he wouldn't marry her for the world if he were not quite sure that he was the best person she could possibly marry.
world this-world
This world nys but a thurghfare ful of wo, And we been pilgrymes, passynge to and fro.
world ifs manly
But manly set the world on sixe and sevene; And, if thou deye a martir, go to hevene.
cloak knife
The smiler with the knife under the cloak
english-poet
We little know the things for which we pray.
bee men thee
Seeke out ye goode in everie man, and speke of alle the beste ye can; then wil alle men speke wel of thee and say how kynde of hearte ye bee
wise
Ful wys is he that can himselven knowe! (Very wise is he that can know himself.)
full wise
Full wise is he that can him selven knowe
al gold herd
But al thyng which shineth as the gold Nis nat gold, as that I have herd it told
Mordre wol out, that see we day by day.
english-poet fresh month
He was as fresh as is the month of May.
crafts life
The life so short, the crafts so long to learn.
running lap want
Everybody wants to go to the Super Bowl. Nobody wants to run laps.