The Bowge of Courte (John Skelton Poems)
In Autumpne whan the sonne in vyrgyneBy radyante hete enryped hath our corneWhan luna full of mutabylyteAs Emperes the dyademe ...
In Autumpne whan the sonne in vyrgyneBy radyante hete enryped hath our corneWhan luna full of mutabylyteAs Emperes the dyademe ...
'I am Spes, a spie,' quod he, 'and spire after a knyghtThat took me a maundement upon the mount of ...
' I am Ymaginatif,' quod he, 'ydel was I nevere,Though I sitte by myself, in siknesse nor in helthe.I have ...
The fruytfull sentence & the noble werkesTo our doctryne wryten in olde antyquyteBy many grete and ryght notable clerkesGrounded on ...
Poeta Skelton Laureatus libellum suum metrice alloquitur.Ad dominum properato meum mea pagina Percy, Qui ...
Bewailing in my chamber thus allone, Despeir{.e}d of all joye and remedye,For-tirit of my thoght, and wo begone, Unto the wyndow gan ...
Tell you I chyll, If that ye wyll A whyle be styll, Of a comely gyll That dwelt on a hyll: But she is not ...
...Bewailing in my chamber thus allone,Despeir{.e}d of all joye and remedye,For-tirit of my thoght, and wo begone,Unto the wyndow gan ...
Phylida was a faire mayde,As fresh as any flowre;Whom Harpalus the herdman praydeTo be his paramour.Harpalus, and eke Corin,Were herdmen ...
I loked about, and sawe a craggy rocheFarre in the west, neare to the element;And as I dyd then unto ...
.TARYE no lenger; toward thyn heritageHast on thy weye, and be of ryght good chere.Go eche day onward on thy ...
Allemyghty god, maker of alle,Saue you my souereyns in towre & halle, And send you good grace!If ye wylle a ...
Lord that is off myghtys most, Fadyr and Sone and Holy Gost,Bryng us out of synneAnd lene us grace so ...
Be it ryght or wrong, these men amongOn women do complayne;Affyrmynge this, how that it isA labour spent in vayneTo ...
She had a desyre ofte to be weddeAnd also to lye in an other mannes beddeLytell rought she therforeShe is ...
The Turnament of Tottenham; or, the Wooeing, Winning, and Wedding of Tibbe, the Reev's Davghter There.Of all thes kene conquerours ...
Part the FirstLithe and listen, gentlemen,To sing a song I will beginne:It is of a lord of faire Scotland,Which was ...
HYD, Absolon, thy gilte tresses clere; Ester, ley thou thy meknesse al a-doun; Hyd, Jonathas, al thy frendly manere; Penalopee, ...
Tired of man's futile, petty cry, Of lips that lie and flout,I saw the slow sun dim and die And ...
LONDON, thou art of townes A per se. Soveraign of cities, seemliest in sight, Of high renoun, riches and royaltie; ...
London, thou art of town{.e}s A per se. Soveraign of cities, semeliest in sight, Of high renoun, riches, and royaltie; ...
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