The Brus Book VIII (John Barbour Poems)
The king fra Schyr Aymer wes ganeGadryt his menye everilkanAnd left bath woddis and montanysAnd held hys ...
The king fra Schyr Aymer wes ganeGadryt his menye everilkanAnd left bath woddis and montanysAnd held hys ...
Now is Mede the mayde and no mo of hem alle,With bedeles and baillies brought bifore the Kyng.The Kyng called ...
'This were a wikkede wey but whoso hadde a gydeThat folwen us ech a foot' - thus this folk ...
' I am Ymaginatif,' quod he, 'ydel was I nevere,Though I sitte by myself, in siknesse nor in helthe.I have ...
THE featherd songster chaunticleerHan wounde hys bugle horne,And tolde the earlie villagerThe commynge of the morne.Kynge EDWARDE sawe the ruddie ...
Written three hundred years since.Be it right or wrong, these men amongOn women do complayne;Affyrmynge this, how that it isA ...
Treuthe herde telle herof, and to Piers senteTo taken his teme and tilien the erthe,And purchaced hym a pardoun a ...
' Cesseth!' seide the Kyng, ' I suffre yow no lenger.Ye shul saughtne, forsothe, and serve me bothe.Kis hire,' quod ...
Bewailing in my chamber thus allone, Despeir{.e}d of all joye and remedye,For-tirit of my thoght, and wo begone, Unto the wyndow gan ...
...Bewailing in my chamber thus allone,Despeir{.e}d of all joye and remedye,For-tirit of my thoght, and wo begone,Unto the wyndow gan ...
Thus y-robed in russet . romed I abouteAl in a somer seson . for to seke Do-wel;And frayned full ofte ...
Thus yrobed in russet I romed abouteAl a somer seson for to seke Dowel,And frayned ful ofte of folk that ...
The good Dame Mercy with Dame CharyteMy body buryed full ryght humblyIn a fayre temple of olde antyquyte,Where was for ...
Allemyghty god, maker of alle,Saue you my souereyns in towre & halle, And send you good grace!If ye wylle a ...
Part the FirstMery it was in the grene forestAmonge the leves grene,Wheras men hunt east and west,Wyth bowes and arrowes ...
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 ...
Thou ferse god of armes, Mars the rede,That in the frosty contre called Trace,Within thy grisly temple ful of dredeHonoured ...
Nat dremyd I in ye mount of pernaso, ne dranke I nevar at pegases welle, the pale pirus saw ...
As Phebus bricht in speir merediane,E of the warld, and lamp Etheriall,Passis the licht that cleipit is Dyane,Quhen scho 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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