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Geoffrey Chaucer

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But yet that holden this tale a folly,
As of a fox, or of a cock and hen,
Taketh the morality, good men.
For Saint Paul saith that all that written is,
To our doctrine it is y-writ, ywis;
Taketh the fruit, and let the chaff be still.
--
The Nun's Priest's Tale, l. 672-677.

 
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