A Lamentable Ballad Of The Lady’s Fall. To The Tune Of In Pescod Time (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Marke well my heavy, dolefull tale,You loyall lovers all,And heedfully beare in your brestA gallant ladyes fall.Long was she wooed, ...
Marke well my heavy, dolefull tale,You loyall lovers all,And heedfully beare in your brestA gallant ladyes fall.Long was she wooed, ...
There is but one place in the world:-Thither where he lies buried! ...
When first Apollo got my brain with Childe,He made large promise never to beguile,But like an honest Father, he would ...
A. D. 1692 SOE, Mistress Anne, faire neighbour myne, How rides a witche when nighte-winds blowe? Folk saye that ...
Lie in my arms, Ailsie, my bairn,— Lie in my arms and dinna greit;Long time been past syn I kenned ...
Sweetest Saviour, if my soul Were but worth the having,Quickly should I then controll ...
Come hither, lyttel childe, and lie upon my breast to-night,For yonder fares an angell yclad in raimaunt white,And yonder sings ...
Since, Lord, to thee A narrow way and little gateIs all ...
IProjected from the bilious Childe,This clatterjaw his foot could setOn Alps, without a breast beguiledTo glow in shedding rascal sweat.Somewhere ...
Come hither, lyttel childe, and lie upon my breast to-night, For yonder fares an angell yclad in raimaunt white, And ...
Lie in my arms, Ailsie, my bairn,-- Lie in my arms and dinna greit; Long time been past syn I ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
Lett her parents then confesse That they beleeve her happinesse, Which now they question. Thinke as you Lent her the ...
Where are yee now, Astrologers, that looke For petty accidents in Heavens booke? Two Twins, to whom one Influence gave ...
Weep not because this childe hath dyed so yong, But weepe because yourselves have livde so long: Age is not ...
Is Death so cunning now that all her blowe Aymes at the heade? Doth now her wary Bowe Make surer ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
CANTO IIII To sinfull house of Pride, Duessa guides the faithfull knight, Where brothers death to wreak Sansjoy doth chalenge ...
AH when will this long vveary day haue end, and lende me leaue to come vnto my loue? Hovv slovvly ...
LAST night a January wind was ripping at the shingles over our house and whistling a wolf song under the ...
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