The Boy and the Mantle (Thomas Percy Poems)
In the third day of May,To Carleile did comeA kind curteous child,That cold much of wisdome.A kirtle and a mantleThis ...
In the third day of May,To Carleile did comeA kind curteous child,That cold much of wisdome.A kirtle and a mantleThis ...
As late abroad asleepe I lay, Mee thought I came by wondrous chaunce:Whereas I heard a harper play, And saw great store ...
They that compare the fawning Parisitevnto the Spaniel, do the curre much wrong;for he will often heare his masters tongue,When ...
TO AMARANTHA; THAT SHE WOULD DISHEVELL HER HAIRE.I.Amarantha sweet and faire,Ah brade no more that shining haire!As my curious hand ...
When night's blacke Mantle could most darknesse prove,And sleepe (deaths Image) did my senses hyre,From Knowledge of my selfe, then ...
Neere to the place where Nilus channels runne, There stood a town by loue long since vndone For ...
I SING of deadly dolorous debate,Stir'd vp through wrathfull Nemesis despight,Betwixt two mightie ones of great estate,Drawne into armes, and ...
ME Thought I pass'd through th'Edalyan Groues,And askt the Graces, if they could directMe to a Lady whom Minerva chose,With ...
Hearken to me, gentlemen,Come and you shall heare;He tell you of two of the boldest brethren,That ever born y-were.The tone ...
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 ...
Gil Morrice was an erles son,His name it waxed wide:It was nae for his great riches,Nor zet was mickle pride;Bot ...
On Trinitye Mondaye in the morne,This sore battayle was doom'd to bee,Where manye a knighte cry'd, Well-awaye!Alacke, it was the ...
In the third day of May,To Carleile did comeA kind curteous child, That cold much of wisdome.A kirtle and a ...
Alas my hart, mine eye hath wrong?d thee,Presumptious eye, to gaze on Phillis face:Whose heavenly eye no mortall man may ...
Deare Friend. I heare this Towne does soe abound, With sawcy Censurers, that faults are found, With what of late ...
Whene'er the wast makes too much hast, That hast againe makes too much wast. I here stand keeper while 'tis ...
Behold this little volume here inrolde: 'Tis the Almighty's present to the world: Hearken earth's earth; each sencelesse thing can ...
When men for injuryes unsatisfy'd, For hopes cutt off, for debts not fully payd, For legacies in vain expected, mourne ...
What is our life? a play of passion; Our mirth the musick of division: Our mother's wombes the tyring houses ...
OFt when my spirit doth spred her bolder winges, In mind to mount vp to the purest sky: it down ...
CANTO IIII To sinfull house of Pride, Duessa guides the faithfull knight, Where brothers death to wreak Sansjoy doth chalenge ...
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