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Of Buried Tales

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For some reason last night, I dreamed that I was going to give a speech some time later, and as part of it, I wanted to recite the opening of the Canterbury Tales. I believe my intent was to denote that the beauty of the prose can only be truly conveyed with proper pronunciation of the Middle English that has essentially been lost to time with the evolution of the language. And that we can progress with our lives and produce works just as aesthetic which will be similarly tied to our times and regions, but no less impactful.