And gladly wolde he lerne, and gladly teche.
Be nat wrooth, my lord, though that I pleye. Ful ofte in game a sooth I have herd seye!
If gold rusts, what then can iron do?
No empty handed man can lure a bird
And to the god of love thus seyde he
With pitous voys, 'O lord, now youres is
My spirit, which that oughte youres be.
'My lige lady, generally,' quod he, 'Wommen desyren to have sovereyntee As well over hir housbond as hir love.'
Ful wys is he that can himselven knowe (Very wise is he that can know himself.)
By nature, men love newfangledness.
We know little of the things for which we pray.
Til crowes feet be growe under your ye.
Murder will out, this my conclusion.
By God, if women had but written stories, As have these clerks within their oratories, They would have written of men more wickedness Than all the race of Adam could redress.
The greatest scholars are not usually the wisest people.
And when a beest is deed, he hath no peyne But man after his deeth moot wepe and pleyne.
She wolde wepe, if that she sawe a mous Caught in a trappe, if it were deed or bledde. Of smale houndes had she, that she fedde With rosted flesh, or milk and waster-breed. But sore weep she if oon of hem were deed.
The Iyf so short, the craft so long to lerne, Thassay so hard, so sharp the conquenng. .... For out of olde feldes, as men seith, Cometh al this newe corn fro yeer to yere And out of olde bokes, in good feith, Cometh al this newe science that men lere.
Women desire six things: They want their husbands to be brave, wise, rich, generous, obedient to wife, and lively in bed.
It is nought good a sleping hound to wake.
The guilty think all talk is of themselves.
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.
He loved chivalrye Trouthe and honour, freedom and curteisye.
'Thou lokest as thou woldest finde an hare, For ever up-on the ground I see thee stare.'
Time and tide wait for no man.
Well lov'd he in the morn a sop in wine.
If no love is, O god, what fele I so?
But manly set the world on sixe and sevene And, if thou deye a martir, go to hevene.
That if gold rust, what shall iron do For if a priest be foul, in whom we trust, No wonder is a lewd man to rust.
HYD, Absolon, they gilte tresses clere Ester, ley thou thy meknesse al a-doun Hyd, Jonathas, al thy frendly manere Penalopee, and Marcia Catoun, Mak of your wyfhod no comparisoun Hyde ye your beautes, Isoude and Eleyne, Alceste is here, that al that may desteyne. Thy faire bodye, let hit net appere, Lavyne and thou, Lucresse of Rome toun, And Polixene, that boghte love so dere, Eek Cleopatre, with al thy passioun, Hyde ye your trouthe in love and your renoun And thou, Tisbe, that hast for love swich peyne Alceste is here, that al that may desteyne. Herro, Dido, Laudomia, alle in-fere, Eek Phyllis, hanging for thy Demophoun, And Canace, espyed by thy chere, Ysiphile, betrayed with Jasoun, Mak of your trouthe in love no boft ne soun Nor Ypermistre or Adriane, ne pleyne Alceste is here, that al that may desteyne.
Somwhat he lipsed, for his wantownesse To make hls English swete up-on his tonge.
But Cristes lore, and his apostles twelve He taughte, but first he folwed it him-selve.
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