That field hath eyen, and the wood hath ears. Geoffrey Chaucer More Quotes by Geoffrey Chaucer More Quotes From Geoffrey Chaucer Til that the brighte sonne loste his hewe; For th'orisonte hath reft the sonne his lyght; This is as muche to seye as it was nyght! Geoffrey Chaucer And then the wren gan scippen and to daunce. Geoffrey Chaucer wrens Ther nis no werkman, whatsoevere he be, That may bothe werke wel and hastily. Geoffrey Chaucer work may For I have seyn of a ful misty morwe Folowen ful ofte a myrie someris day. Geoffrey Chaucer misty Felds hath eyen, and wode have eres. Geoffrey Chaucer The fields have eyes, and the woods have ears. Geoffrey Chaucer woods eye ears Nowhere so busy a man as he there was Geoffrey Chaucer busier busy men Of harmes two the lesse is for to cheese. Geoffrey Chaucer cheese two Make a virtue of necessity. Geoffrey Chaucer virtue humility fame Every honest miller has a golden thumb. Geoffrey Chaucer thumbs golden gold For many a pasty have you robbed of blood, And many a Jack of Dover have you sold That has been heated twice and twice grown cold. From many a pilgrim have you had Christ's curse, For of your parsley they yet fare the worse, Which they have eaten with your stubble goose; For in your shop full many a fly is loose. Geoffrey Chaucer cooking food blood Remember in the forms of speech comes change Within a thousand years, and words that then Were well esteemed, seem foolish now and strange; And yet they spake them so, time and again, And thrived in love as well as any men; And so to win their loves in sundry days, In sundry lands there are as many ways. Geoffrey Chaucer winning men years Lat take a cat, and fostre him wel with milk, And tendre flesh, and make his couche of silk, And let him seen a mous go by the wal; Anon he weyveth milk, and flesh, and al, And every deyntee that is in that hous, Swich appetyt hath he to ete a mous. Geoffrey Chaucer als cat flesh Purity in body and heart May please some--as for me, I make no boast. For, as you know, no master of a household Has all of his utensils made of gold; Some are wood, and yet they are of use. Geoffrey Chaucer gold use heart Yet do not miss the moral, my good men. For Saint Paul says that all that’s written well Is written down some useful truth to tell. Then take the wheat and let the chaff lie still. Geoffrey Chaucer missing men lying Oon ere it herde, at tother out it went. Geoffrey Chaucer Min be the travaille, and thin be the glorie. Geoffrey Chaucer Look up on high, and thank the God of all. Geoffrey Chaucer look-up thankfulness looks If love be good, from whence cometh my woe? Geoffrey Chaucer woe be-good love In general, women desire to rule over their husbands and lovers, to be the authority above them. Geoffrey Chaucer husband lovers desire
