Make a virtue of necessity. Geoffrey Chaucer More Quotes by Geoffrey Chaucer More Quotes From Geoffrey Chaucer If gold ruste, what shall iren do? Geoffrey Chaucer goldifs Right as an aspen lefe she gan to quake. Geoffrey Chaucer quakeaspens Alas, alas, that ever love was sin! I ever followed natural inclination Under the power of my constellation And was unable to deny, in truth, My chamber of Venus to a likely youth. Geoffrey Chaucer youthvenussin But all thing which that shineth as the gold Ne is no gold, as I have herd it told. Geoffrey Chaucer herdsgoldall-things 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! Geoffrey Chaucer sakemaymen Or as an ook comth of a litel spir, So thorugh this lettre, which that she hym sente, Encressen gan desir, of which he brente. Geoffrey Chaucer 'My lige lady, generally,' quod he, 'Wommen desyren to have sovereyntee As well over hir housbond as hir love.' Geoffrey Chaucer wellslove For tyme y-lost may not recovered be. Geoffrey Chaucer losinglostmay So was hir jolly whistel wel y-wette. Geoffrey Chaucer jolly For hym was levere have at his beddes heed Twenty bookes, clad in blak or reed, Of Aristotle and his philosophie, Than robes riche, or fithele, or gay sautrie. Geoffrey Chaucer reedsgaytwenties And for to see, and eek for to be seie. Geoffrey Chaucer Murder will out, this my conclusion. Geoffrey Chaucer conclusionmurderliterature Eke wonder last but nine deies never in toun. Geoffrey Chaucer lastsninewonder But al be that he was a philosophre, Yet hadde he but litel gold in cofre. Geoffrey Chaucer canterbury-talesalsgold Yet in our ashen cold is fire yreken. Geoffrey Chaucer coldfire 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 blessedmenbelieve The handsome gifts that fate and nature lend us Most often are the very ones that end us. Geoffrey Chaucer handsomefatetalent Full wise is he that can himselven knowe. Geoffrey Chaucer wise At the ches with me she (Fortune) gan to pleye; With her false draughts (pieces) dyvers/She staal on me, and took away my fers. And when I sawgh my fers awaye, Allas! I kouthe no lenger playe. Geoffrey Chaucer piecesqueenschess And when a beest is deed, he hath no peyne; But man after his deeth moot wepe and pleyne. Geoffrey Chaucer deedsmen
