The Brus Book XII (John Barbour Poems)
Now Douglas furth his wayis tais,And in that selff tyme fell throw caisThat the king off ...
Now Douglas furth his wayis tais,And in that selff tyme fell throw caisThat the king off ...
Thanne as I wente by the way, whan I was thus awaked,Hevy chered I yede, and elenge in herte;For I ...
Come forth, ye Nymphes, come forth, forsake your watry bowres,Forsake your mossy caves, and help me to lament:Help me to ...
BOOK IIThey whisted all, with fixed face attent,When Prince AEneas from the royal seatThus gan to speak: O Queen, it ...
Infinity, when all things it beheldIn Nothing, and of Nothing all did build,Upon what base was fixed the lath whereinHe ...
Though that men do call it dotage,Who loveth not wanteth courage;And whosoever may love get,From Venus sure he must it ...
1 The time of youth is to be spent2 But vice in it should be forfent.3 Pastimes there be, I ...
The time of youth is to be spentBut vice in it should be forfent.Pastimes there be, I nought truly,Which one ...
, The wrathful winter, 'proaching on apace, With blustering blasts had all ybar'd the treen, And old Saturnus, ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought,Through contemplation of those goodly sights,And glorious images in heaven wrought,Whose wondrous ...
By this, sad Hero, with love unacquainted,Viewing Leander's face, fell down and fainted.He kissed her and breathed life into her ...
When Troy towne had, for ten yeeres 'past',Withstood the Greekes in manfull wise,Then did their foes encrease soe fast,That to ...
O knights, O squires, O gentle bloods yborn, You were not born all only for yourselves: Your country claims ...
Infinity, when all things it beheldIn Nothing, and of Nothing all did build,Upon what Base was fixt the Lath whereinHe ...
Infinity, when all things it beheldIn Nothing, and of Nothing all did build,Upon what base was fixed the lath whereinHe ...
Good Reader yeld thy listing earelet hart and minde be prest,For thinges right wondrous thou shalt heareand learne to choose ...
What grief! The alley's end Is lost in snow again today,And once again, the silver snakesAre crawling through the snow.The ...
Iesu, swete sone dere!On porful bed list thou here,And that me greveth sore;For thi cradel is ase a bere,Oxe and ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought, Through contemplation of those goodly sights, And glorious images in heaven ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought, Through contemplation of those goodly sights, And glorious images in heaven ...
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