The Wright’s Chaste Wife (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Allemyghty god, maker of alle,Saue you my souereyns in towre & halle, And send you good grace!If ye wylle a ...
Allemyghty god, maker of alle,Saue you my souereyns in towre & halle, And send you good grace!If ye wylle a ...
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. ...
The First Part.In Ireland, ferr over the sea,There dwelleth a bonnye kinge;And with him a yong and comlye knighte,Men call ...
Incipit carmen secundum ordinem litterarum alphabeti.Almighty and al merciable queene,To whom that al this world fleeth for socour,To have relees ...
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 ...
Come mourne, come mourne with mee,You loyall lovers all;Lament my loss in weeds of woe,Whom griping grief doth thrall.Like to ...
Childe Waters in his stable stoodeAnd stroakt his milke-white steede; To him a fayre yonge ladye cameAs ever ware womans ...
In summer time, when leaves grow greene,And blossoms bedecke the tree,King Edward wolde a hunting ryde,Some pastime for to see.With ...
Listen, lively Lordings all,Lithe and listen unto mee,And I will sing of a noble earle,The noblest earle in the north ...
As it fell out on a highe holye daye, As many bee in the yeare,When yong men and maides ...
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee—"Now marke this rede," they bade her oft, ...
Truth"God speed you, ancient father, And give you a good daye;What is the cause, I praye you,So sadly here you ...
As it fell out on a highe holye daye,As many bee in the yeare,When young men and maides together do ...
There was a youthe, and a well-beloved youthe,And he was a squires son;He loved the bayliffes daughter deare,That lived in ...
Come hither shepherd's swayne:"Sir, what do you require?"I praye thee, shewe to me thy name."My name is Fond Desire."When wert ...
Loe I am sent, but vnto whome God knowes:Mine aucthor ment, this message to inclose.Within his chest, as he doth ...
Thus Ioue, myne owne maystresses allTo (Chryst) I comende you, that sytteth on hyeUnto whom my prayers, I (Offre) shallThat ...
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee-- "Now marke this rede," they bade her ...
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
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