Geoffrey Chaucer — "Of smale houndes hadde she, that she fedde / With rosted flessh, or milk and was…"
Of smale houndes hadde she, that she fedde / With rosted flessh, or milk and wastel-breed.
Of smale houndes hadde she, that she fedde / With rosted flessh, or milk and wastel-breed.
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"For in this world, certeyn, no wight there is / That he ne dooth or seith somtyme amis."
"I grante it yow, I have noon other lyf, But if that I do feele my wyves knyf."
"His mouth as greet was as a greet forneys."
"And al was fals, but that I have herd say."
"He who is accustomed to this Sin of Gluttony may no Sin withstand. He must be in bondage to all vices, for it is in the Devil's hoard where he hides himself and takes his rest."
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