The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 13 (William Langland Poems)
And I awaked therwith, witlees nerhande,And as a freke that fey were, forth gan I walkeIn manere of a mendynaunt ...
And I awaked therwith, witlees nerhande,And as a freke that fey were, forth gan I walkeIn manere of a mendynaunt ...
Thanne Scriptare scorned me and a skile tolde,And lakked me in Latyn and light by me sette,And seide, ' Multi ...
Wolleward and weetshoed wente I forth afterAs a recchelees renk that ,And yede forth lik a lorel ...
Thanne as I wente by the way, whan I was thus awaked,Hevy chered I yede, and elenge in herte;For I ...
'I have but oon hool hater,' quod Haukyn, 'I am the lasse to blameThough it be soiled and selde clene ...
' I am Ymaginatif,' quod he, 'ydel was I nevere,Though I sitte by myself, in siknesse nor in helthe.I have ...
'Sire Dowel dwelleth,' quod Wit, 'noght a day hennesIn a castel that Kynde made of foure kynnes thynges.Of erthe and ...
Treuthe herde telle herof, and to Piers senteTo taken his teme and tilien the erthe,And purchaced hym a pardoun a ...
Thus yrobed in russet I romed abouteAl a somer seson for to seke Dowel,And frayned ful ofte of folk that ...
Thus y-robed in russet . romed I abouteAl in a somer seson . for to seke Do-wel;And frayned full ofte ...
Phylida was a faire mayde,As fresh as any flowre;Whom Harpalus the herdman praydeTo be his paramour.Harpalus, and eke Corin,Were herdmen ...
In wanton ryme a greate grave matter A gloryous manne shewed to his frende: Whoe sayde strayte beinge lothe to flatter, The bodye ...
Thou ferse god of armes, Mars the rede,That in the frosty contre called Trace,Within thy grisly temple ful of dredeHonoured ...
This wrecched worldes transmutacioun,As wele or wo, now povre and now honour,Withouten ordre or wys discreciounGoverned is by Fortunes errour.But ...
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