Made At Wymbleton In His Lo: Greate Sickenes In The Laste Yeare Of Quene Marye (Nicholas Bacon Poems)
Calleinge to mynde my wyfe moste dere Howe ofte you have in sorrowes sadde With wordes full wyse and pleasante chere My dropeinge ...
Calleinge to mynde my wyfe moste dere Howe ofte you have in sorrowes sadde With wordes full wyse and pleasante chere My dropeinge ...
This worldes madde maskerye I intende to disgrace Pluckeinge of the viser and the disguiseinge gere From this merye maskers soe as ...
A fole he is and voyde of reasonWhiche with one hounde tendyth to takeTwo harys in one instant and season;Rightso ...
What bringethe ruste to Iron smothe? Whye stynkethe water that dothe not moue? Whye dothe the grounde that fertell was Bare thorne and ...
Lorde for my slepe and reste this nighte And for this grace preserueinge mee In bodye sounde in mynde vprighte, Honor and prayse ...
To ende I iudge pleasure but scante Where eache others case dothe wishe and wante. ffor pleasante lyfe there fyndes smale grace Where ...
Like as the tree of frute moste puer To save from spoyle requires moste cuer, And as the grape of sweteste taste The ...
As ffortune good vayne pleasure breedes, Soe pleasure fonde to follye leades: ffor fortune blindes soe wisdomes state, That fewe be wise and ...
Part the FirstKing Arthur lives in merry Carleile,And seemely is to see;And there with him Queene Guenever,That bride soe bright ...
September: ?gloga Nona. Hobbinol & Diggon Dauie.Hobbinol.Diggon Dauie, I bidde her god day: Or Diggon her is, or I missaye. ...
May: AEgloga Quinta. Palinode & Piers. Palinode.IS not thilke the mery moneth of May, When loue lads masken in fresh ...
Thou ferse god of armes, Mars the rede,That in the frosty contre called Trace,Within thy grisly temple ful of dredeHonoured ...
Part 10 PROLOGUE TO CHAUCER'S TALE OF SIR THOPAS Bihoold the murye ...
Whan that Bachus, the myghti lorde,And Juno eke, both by one accorde,Hath sette a-broche of myghti wyne a tone,And after ...
In the lusty, fresshe moneth of mayWhen the byrdes reioyse, euery glad speryteWith theyr venerien voyces, i the dawne of ...
This wrecched worldes transmutacioun,As wele or wo, now povre and now honour,Withouten ordre or wys discreciounGoverned is by Fortunes errour.But ...
Nat dremyd I in ye mount of pernaso, ne dranke I nevar at pegases welle, the pale pirus saw ...
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...
In Virgynë the sweltrie sun gan sheene, And hotte upon the mees did caste his raie; The apple rodded from ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
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