An Answere To A Papystycall Exhortacyon (John Bale Poems)
Everye pylde pedlarWyll be a medlarThough ther myttes be drowsyeAnd ther lernynge lowsyeTher meters all mangyeRashe, rurall, and grangyeYet wyll ...
Everye pylde pedlarWyll be a medlarThough ther myttes be drowsyeAnd ther lernynge lowsyeTher meters all mangyeRashe, rurall, and grangyeYet wyll ...
I Youth, when Fancie bare the sway, Within my peeuish braine:And Reasons lore by no meanes could My wanton will restraine:My gadding ...
The Argument.Hells damnd fiends finds Scots renouned KingAnd by three theeues works him a niew dispight,To God he praies who ...
Poeta Skelton Laureatus libellum suum metrice alloquitur.Ad dominum properato meum mea pagina Percy, Qui ...
Come to, Companyons: ren: tyme it is to rowe:Our Carake fletis: the se is large and wydeAnd depe Inough: a ...
If pure goodwill, not meaning ill, might boldly, might boldly, Presume to tell his minde:I wold not vse, in terms diffuse, ...
Once in stormes greate A shippe was beate Soe sore with tempestes rage That naughte was able Ancre nor Cable The daunger to assuage. The shippemenne ...
Haste homewardes, man, draw neerer to the shore,The skies doe scowle, the windes doe blow amaine:The raged rockes, with rumbling ...
Whie woulde the Knighte a Barron bee? Whie woulde the Barron an Earles degree? Whie woulde the Earle a Duke become? Whie woulde ...
Cuncta licet cecidisse putas discrimina rerum,Et prius incerta nunc tibi certa manent,Consiliis usure meis tamen aspice caute,Subdola non fallat te ...
It ys to me a ryght gret ioy,Free from daunger and annoye.(King Henry VIII)
Nowe warlike Hector doth depart with Paris out the towne,They willing both in armes to shewe some deede of great ...
Thou ferse god of armes, Mars the rede,That in the frosty contre called Trace,Within thy grisly temple ful of dredeHonoured ...
December: ?gloga Duodecima.He gentle shepheard satte beside a springe, All in the shadowe of a bushy brere, That Colin hight, ...
June: AEgloga Sexta. HOBBINOL & COLIN Cloute.HOBBINOL.LO! Collin, here the place, whose pleasaunt syte From other shades hath weand my ...
Secretary. Ielowsy.Ielowsy.What a world is this/I trow it be a curstFayne wold I marye/yf ye I durstBut I trow syth ...
Taurisius. The cause why that thou doo'st denie To looke on ...
I. 1. Youre two eyn will sle me sodenlyI may the beaute of them not sustene,So wendeth it thorowout my ...
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most ...
One day, whiles that my daylie cares did sleepe, My spirit, shaking off her earthly prison, Began to enter into ...
Ah why hath nature to so hard a hart, giuen so goodly giftes of beauties grace? whose pryde depraues each ...
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