Battle Of Hastings – I (Thomas Chatterton Poems)
O CHRYSTE, it is a grief for me to tell;HOW manie a nobil erle and valrous knyghteIn fyghtynge for Kynge ...
O CHRYSTE, it is a grief for me to tell;HOW manie a nobil erle and valrous knyghteIn fyghtynge for Kynge ...
In Autumpne whan the sonne in vyrgyneBy radyante hete enryped hath our corneWhan luna full of mutabylyteAs Emperes the dyademe ...
The king goes to Carrick; he upbraids Cuthbert]Thys wes in ver quhen wynter tidWith his blastis hidwys to bidWas ourdryvyn ...
The king towart the wod is ganeWery forswayt and will of waneIntill the wod sone ...
Thanne as I wente by the way, whan I was thus awaked,Hevy chered I yede, and elenge in herte;For I ...
' I am Ymaginatif,' quod he, 'ydel was I nevere,Though I sitte by myself, in siknesse nor in helthe.I have ...
Everye pylde pedlarWyll be a medlarThough ther myttes be drowsyeAnd ther lernynge lowsyeTher meters all mangyeRashe, rurall, and grangyeYet wyll ...
THE featherd songster chaunticleerHan wounde hys bugle horne,And tolde the earlie villagerThe commynge of the morne.Kynge EDWARDE sawe the ruddie ...
SPRYTES of the bleste, the pious Nygelle sed,Poure owte yer pleasaunce onn mie fadres hedde.Rycharde of Lyons harte to fyghte ...
If the iuste mann seaven tymes eache daye Ohe Lorde dothe fall, what shall I saye? Of all iniuste moste sinfull manne My ...
Calleinge to mynde my wyfe moste dere Howe ofte you have in sorrowes sadde With wordes full wyse and pleasante chere My dropeinge ...
This worldes madde maskerye I intende to disgrace Pluckeinge of the viser and the disguiseinge gere From this merye maskers soe as ...
Knoledge, acquayntance, resort, fauour with grace;Delyte, desyre, respyte wyth lyberte;Corage wyth lust, conuenient tyme and space;Dysdayns, dystres, exylyd cruelte;Wordys well ...
Once in stormes greate A shippe was beate Soe sore with tempestes rage That naughte was able Ancre nor Cable The daunger to assuage. The shippemenne ...
What bringethe ruste to Iron smothe? Whye stynkethe water that dothe not moue? Whye dothe the grounde that fertell was Bare thorne and ...
The righteste course in lyfe to keepe Is not to presse alwayes to runne With sayles vppe hoyste in the mayne deepe, Nor ...
Whie, holie Mother, whie dothe ruthlesse HondeThus smyte thie Gates of hoarie Majestie?Workynge rude Spoyle, wheere Scyence kepte her Stonde,Contente ...
Allemyghty god, maker of alle,Saue you my souereyns in towre & halle, And send you good grace!If ye wylle a ...
The Turnament of Tottenham; or, the Wooeing, Winning, and Wedding of Tibbe, the Reev's Davghter There.Of all thes kene conquerours ...
Whan that Bachus, the myghti lorde,And Juno eke, both by one accorde,Hath sette a-broche of myghti wyne a tone,And after ...
Secretary. Ielowsy.Ielowsy.What a world is this/I trow it be a curstFayne wold I marye/yf ye I durstBut I trow syth ...
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