The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 11 (William Langland Poems)
Thanne Scriptare scorned me and a skile tolde,And lakked me in Latyn and light by me sette,And seide, ' Multi ...
Thanne Scriptare scorned me and a skile tolde,And lakked me in Latyn and light by me sette,And seide, ' Multi ...
Everye pylde pedlarWyll be a medlarThough ther myttes be drowsyeAnd ther lernynge lowsyeTher meters all mangyeRashe, rurall, and grangyeYet wyll ...
Lycon. — Colin.Lycon.Colin, well fits thy sad cheare this sad stownd,This wofull stownd, wherein all things complaineThis greate mishap, this ...
Pla ce bo, Who is there, who? Di le xi, Dame Margery; Fa, re, my, my, Wherfore and why, why? For the sowle of Philip Sparowe, That ...
The spring now come at lastTo Trees, Fields, to Flowres,And meadowes makes to tasteHis pride, while sad showresWhich from mine ...
Al earthly things by course of kind,Are subiect still to reasons lore:But sure I can no reasons finde,That makes these ...
The modest sinner stood behind, Who whilome wont with amorous belgardes, To captivate each wanton mind; But now in humble sort, she earth ...
The fraile Carine of my distemperd soule, Did on the billowes rowle, Of this tempesto'us World: The rageing gusts Of Passions, and lusts, Did ...
The shepardes dogge which I presente To barke and byte is ofte sente. (Nicholas Bacon)
September: ?gloga Nona. Hobbinol & Diggon Dauie.Hobbinol.Diggon Dauie, I bidde her god day: Or Diggon her is, or I missaye. ...
Thou art not, Penshurst, built to envious show, Of touch, or marble; nor canst boast a rowOf polish'd pillars, or ...
Amid the desert rockes, the mountaine beare. Bringes forth vnformd, vnlyke her selfe her yong: Nought els but lumpes of ...
Preethee stand still awhile, and view this tree Renown'd and honour'd for antiquitie By all the neighbour twiggs; for such ...
AFter long stormes and tempests sad assay, Which hardly I endured heretofore: in dread of death and daungerous dismay, with ...
Fayre is my loue, when her fayre golden heares, with the loose wynd ye wauing chance to marke: fayre when ...
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