The Universal Shyp (Sebastian Brant Poems)
Come to, Companyons: ren: tyme it is to rowe:Our Carake fletis: the se is large and wydeAnd depe Inough: a ...
Come to, Companyons: ren: tyme it is to rowe:Our Carake fletis: the se is large and wydeAnd depe Inough: a ...
With hert contrite accepte my supplicacion, Aydynge my fraylete and lyfe vacillaunt, Renegate and contumace in all obstinacion, Bewrapt with all synne / ...
Skelton Laureat vppon a deedmans hed that was sent to hym from an honorable Ientyll-woman for a token Deuysyd this ...
Lade, helpe. Jhesu, merce.Timor mortis conturbat me.Dred of deth, sorrow of synTrobils my hert full greuysly.My soule hit nyth with ...
It wuz cole, de snow dun driftedHi' roun' 'bout de ole barn do';Dun blew thoo de cracks an' siftedLines ob ...
ALLAS! my worthi maister honorable,This landes verray tresor and richesse!Deth by thy deth hath harme irreparableUnto us doon: hir vengeable ...
Whoso that wyll all feattes optayne,In love he must be withowt dysdayne,For love enforyth all nobyle kyndAnd dysdayne dyscorages all ...
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 ...
In somer, when the shawes be sheyne,And leves be large and long,Hit is full mery in feyre foreste To here ...
Thou ferse god of armes, Mars the rede,That in the frosty contre called Trace,Within thy grisly temple ful of dredeHonoured ...
She had a desyre ofte to be weddeAnd also to lye in an other mannes beddeLytell rought she therforeShe is ...
Whan that Bachus, the myghti lorde,And Juno eke, both by one accorde,Hath sette a-broche of myghti wyne a tone,And after ...
Incipit carmen secundum ordinem litterarum alphabeti.Almighty and al merciable queene,To whom that al this world fleeth for socour,To have relees ...
The Perse owt off Northombarlonde,And a vowe to God mayd heThat he wold hunte in the mowntaynsOff Chyviat within days ...
Pite, that I have sought so yore agooWith herte soore and ful of besy peyne,That in this world was never ...
Alle, that beoth of huerte trewe,A stounde herkneth to my songOf duel, that Deth hath diht us newe,That maketh me ...
I. 1. Youre two eyn will sle me sodenlyI may the beaute of them not sustene,So wendeth it thorowout my ...
Alone walking, In thought pleyning,And sore sighing, All desolate,Me remembring Of my living,My deth wishing Bothe erly and late.Infortunate Is ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
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