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"A wikked tonge wol alway deme amis."
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John Lydgate"He as a kyng is crowned in Fairie, With sceptre and suerd, & with his regalie Shal resorte as lord and souereyne, Out of Fairye & regne in Breteyne, And repaire ageyn the Rounde Table."
John Lydgate of Bury was an English monk and poet, born in Lidgate, near Haverhill, Suffolk, England.
"A wikked tonge wol alway deme amis."
"Who lesethe his fredam, in faith! he loseth all."
"A prowde hert in a beggers brest, A fowle visage with gay temples of atyre, Horrible othes with an holy prist, A justice of juges to selle and lete to hyre, A knave to comande and have an empire, To yeve a jugement of that never was wrought, To preche of pees and sette eche man on fyre, It may wele ryme but it accordith nought."
"Woord is but wynd; leff woord and tak the dede."
"For love is mor than gold or gret richesse; Gold faileth ofte; love wol abyde."
"All is not golde that outward shewith bright."