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Written by Geoffrey Chaucer
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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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