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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Geoffrey Chaucer. (c. 1340–1400)
    Whanne that April with his shoures sote
The droughte of March hath perced to the rote.
          Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 1.
    And smale foules maken melodie,
That slepen alle night with open eye,
So priketh hem nature in hir corages;
Than longen folk to gon on pilgrimages.
          Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 9.
    And of his port as meke as is a mayde.
          Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 69.
    He was a veray parfit gentil knight.
          Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 72.
    He coude songes make, and wel endite.
          Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 95.
    Ful wel she sange the service devine,
Entuned in hire nose ful swetely;
And Frenche she spake ful fayre and fetisly,
After the scole of Stratford atte bowe,
For Frenche of Paris was to hire unknowe.
          Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 122.
    A Clerk ther was of Oxenforde also.
          Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 287.
    For him was lever han at his beddes hed
A twenty bokes, clothed in black or red,
Of Aristotle, and his philosophie,
Than robes riche, or fidel, or sautrie.
But all be that he was a philosophre,
Yet hadde he but litel gold in cofre.
          Canterbury Tales. Prologue. Line 295.