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 ...
Yee that would heare a Story straunge To this example rare, Attentiuely take heede:Which pictures heere, before your face, A worthy wight indeede.A ...
Thou bears't the Bottle, I the Bagge (oh Lord) Which daily I doe carry at my backe, So stuff'd with sinne, that ...
While on my self I doe reflect, I spy a brittle House of clay, With many imperfections deck't, Which while I labour to ...
In Carleile dwelt King Arthur,A prince of passing might;And there maintain'd his Table Round,Beset with many a knight.And there he ...
Meerly for man's death to mourne Were to repine that man was borne. When weake old age doth fall asleepe ...
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