Arthingtons Thankefulnesse, For The Lordes Exceeding Kindnes Extended Vnto Him. (Henry Arthington Poems)
O mightie God thou Lord omnipotent,who onely rulest all thinges at thy wyll,Whose throne is far abeue the fyrmament:and whose ...
O mightie God thou Lord omnipotent,who onely rulest all thinges at thy wyll,Whose throne is far abeue the fyrmament:and whose ...
And is there any wight aliue, That rightly may compare,Or goe beyond me silly wretch, In sadnesse and in care?Some such may ...
Calleinge to mynde my wyfe moste dere Howe ofte you have in sorrowes sadde With wordes full wyse and pleasante chere My dropeinge ...
Muse not too much (o wight of worthy fame)At view of this my rude & ragged rime,I am almost enforst ...
The righteste course in lyfe to keepe Is not to presse alwayes to runne With sayles vppe hoyste in the mayne deepe, Nor ...
Of a smale cause grewe noe smale stryfe Twene John and Jone then manne and wyfe. John called Jone nyse because that ...
Lorde for thy grace geven me this daye With humble thankes I honor thee, And for my synnes I pardon praye With harte ...
Judge Jefferies.JUDGE JEFFERIES was as juste a judge,As anie judge could be,Who hanged two hundred honeste men,On Tyburne's fatall tree.He ...
What is the cause the gredye manne With care to gett waxethe pale and wanne? Haueinge enoughe whye craues he more? Whye dothe ...
Whie woulde the Knighte a Barron bee? Whie woulde the Barron an Earles degree? Whie woulde the Earle a Duke become? Whie woulde ...
A wanton wenche vppon a colde daye With Snowe balles prouoked me to playe: But theis snowe balles soe hette my desyer That ...
Of Jacke and Gylle the maryage is as fyne As of the colde water and the hotte wyne: Jacke louethe his Gylle ...
Part the FirstMery it was in the grene forestAmonge the leves grene,Wheras men hunt east and west,Wyth bowes and arrowes ...
March: ?gloga Tertia. Willye & Thomalin.Willye.THomalin, why sytten we soe, As weren ouerwent with woe, Vpon so fayre a morow? ...
I woulde it were not as it isOr that I cared not yea or no;I woulde I thoughte it not ...
The mann whose thoughtes agaynste him do conspyre, One whom Mishapp her storye dothe depaynt,The mann of woe, the matter ...
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
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