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To Life’s Pilgrim – Geoffrey Chaucer

FLY from the press, and dwell with soothfastness; Suffice unto thy good, though it be small, For hoard hath hate, and climbing tickleness ; Preise hath envie, and weal is blent o’er all. Savor no more than thee behoven shall, … Continue reading

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