The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 06 (William Langland Poems)
'This were a wikkede wey but whoso hadde a gydeThat folwen us ech a foot' - thus this folk ...
'This were a wikkede wey but whoso hadde a gydeThat folwen us ech a foot' - thus this folk ...
'Sire Dowel dwelleth,' quod Wit, 'noght a day hennesIn a castel that Kynde made of foure kynnes thynges.Of erthe and ...
Treuthe herde telle herof, and to Piers senteTo taken his teme and tilien the erthe,And purchaced hym a pardoun a ...
What this mountaigne bymeneth and the merke daleAnd the feld ful of folk, I shal yow faire shewe.A lovely lady ...
"Mooar fowk get wed nor what do weel," A've heeard mi mother say;But mooast young lads an lasses too, Think just th' ...
Thus yrobed in russet I romed abouteAl a somer seson for to seke Dowel,And frayned ful ofte of folk that ...
Thus y-robed in russet . romed I abouteAl in a somer seson . for to seke Do-wel;And frayned full ofte ...
As I hurried through t' taan to my wark, -I were lat, for all t' buzzers had gooan-I happen'd to hear ...
"Gooid gracious!" cried Susy, one fine summer's morn, "Here's a bonny to do! aw declare!Aw wor nivver soa capt sin th' ...
I went to chu'ch, 'tother night,De silvah moon was shinin' bright;Brudder Johnson en his wife was dar,Dey went wif Jane ...
Come lassie be stirrin, for th' lark's up ith' lift, An th' dew drops are hastin away;An th' mist oth' hillside ...
If yo've a fancy for a spree,Goa up to Lundun, same as me,Yo'll find ther's lots o' things to see, To ...
Uncle Sidney, when he wuz here, Maked me a squirtgun out o' someElder-bushes 'at growed out nearWhere wuz the brickyard--'way out ...
Liza! call dat chileEn make her wash her faceEn cum on to de tableSo Pap can say de grace.You let ...
Dar's a skool in West Virginny,Dat I hears dem call de Farm,Whar dey raises ...
Lord that is off myghtys most, Fadyr and Sone and Holy Gost,Bryng us out of synneAnd lene us grace so ...
Whan that Bachus, the myghti lorde,And Juno eke, both by one accorde,Hath sette a-broche of myghti wyne a tone,And after ...
I. DER watchman look out from his tower Ash de Abendgold glimmer grew dim, Und saw on de road troo ...
As I looked over the water — as I looked over the foam,I saw an old-time packet-ship come cheerily plunging ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
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