A Discourse (Ralph Birchensha Poems)
Wonder to men, worlds glorie, mightie Lord,Earths monarch, Prince of thrones & powers all,Peerlesse for praise, famous in factes and ...
Wonder to men, worlds glorie, mightie Lord,Earths monarch, Prince of thrones & powers all,Peerlesse for praise, famous in factes and ...
O CHRYSTE, it is a grief for me to tell;HOW manie a nobil erle and valrous knyghteIn fyghtynge for Kynge ...
Everye pylde pedlarWyll be a medlarThough ther myttes be drowsyeAnd ther lernynge lowsyeTher meters all mangyeRashe, rurall, and grangyeYet wyll ...
I Youth, when Fancie bare the sway, Within my peeuish braine:And Reasons lore by no meanes could My wanton will restraine:My gadding ...
Impatience chaungeth smoke to flame, but jealousie is hell;Some wives by patience have reduc'd ill husbands to live well:As did ...
Satan rejoyc'd, when Hee had wonne False Judas, to his wicked will, And made him to betray the Virgins sonne, That so Death's ...
Nowe warlike Hector doth depart with Paris out the towne,They willing both in armes to shewe some deede of great ...
September: ?gloga Nona. Hobbinol & Diggon Dauie.Hobbinol.Diggon Dauie, I bidde her god day: Or Diggon her is, or I missaye. ...
On yonder hill a castle standes,With walles and towres bedight,And yonder lives the Child of Elle,A younge and comely knighte.The ...
December: ?gloga Duodecima.He gentle shepheard satte beside a springe, All in the shadowe of a bushy brere, That Colin hight, ...
Our king he kept a false stewarde,Sir Aldingar they him call;A falser steward than he was one,Servde not in bower ...
Farewell (sweet Cooke-ham) where I first obtain'dGrace from that Grace where perfit Grace remain'd;And where the Muses gaue their full ...
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 ...
When as King Henry rulde this land,The second of that name,Besides the queene, he dearly lovdeA faire and comely dame.Most ...
In summer time, when leaves grow greene,And blossoms bedecke the tree,King Edward wolde a hunting ryde,Some pastime for to see.With ...
On Trinitye Mondaye in the morne,This sore battayle was doom'd to bee,Where manye a knighte cry'd, Well-awaye!Alacke, it was the ...
In Bath a wanton wife did dwelle,As Chaucer he doth write,Who did in pleasure spend her dayes,And many a fond ...
As it fell out on a highe holye daye, As many bee in the yeare,When yong men and maides ...
March: ?gloga Tertia. Willye & Thomalin.Willye.THomalin, why sytten we soe, As weren ouerwent with woe, Vpon so fayre a morow? ...
As it fell out on a highe holye daye,As many bee in the yeare,When young men and maides together do ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
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