Proverbs Poem by Geoffrey Chaucer

Proverbs

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Proverbe of Chaucer

What shul these clothes thus manyfold,
Lo this hote somers day?
After grete hete cometh cold;
No man caste his pilche away.

Of al this world the large compas
Yt wil not in myn armes tweyne;
Who so mochel wol embrace,

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Ratnakar Mandlik 24 March 2016

Amazing proverbs carrying eternal truths. Thanks for sharing here.

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Susan Williams 24 March 2016

Thank you, Barry, for the translation. I enjoy Chaucer with a translator at my side, he has a chuckle beneath his bite or perhaps a bite behind his chuckle. Either way, he understands people and words. - - - - - - - - -] After grete hete cometh cold; No man caste his pilche away.

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Barry Middleton 24 March 2016

Proverbs of Chaucer I Why these many garments? Lo this heat of summer day! After great heat comes the cold; may no man cast his furs away! II The span of all this world will not go in my two short arms; he who will embrace too much, shall retain little of it.

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Edward Kofi Louis 24 March 2016

The large compas of life! Nice work.

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