The Child of Elle (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
On yonder hill a castle standes,With walles and towres bedight,And yonder lives the Child of Elle,A younge and comely knighte.The ...
On yonder hill a castle standes,With walles and towres bedight,And yonder lives the Child of Elle,A younge and comely knighte.The ...
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 ...
Hee that his mirth hath loste, Whose comfort is dismaid,Whose hope is vaine, whose faith is scorned, Whose trust is ...
In Bath a wanton wife did dwelle,As Chaucer he doth write,Who did in pleasure spend her dayes,And many a fond ...
Marke well my heavy, dolefull tale,You loyall lovers all,And heedfully beare in your brestA gallant ladyes fall.Long was she wooed, ...
As it fell out on a highe holye daye, As many bee in the yeare,When yong men and maides ...
A pleasant song of the valiant deeds of chivalry atchieved by that noble knight Sir Guy of Warwick, who, for ...
The Lamentable and Tragical History of Titus Adronicus, &c.You noble minds, and famous martiall wights,That in defence of native country ...
As it fell out on a highe holye daye,As many bee in the yeare,When young men and maides together do ...
When captaines couragious, whom death cold not daunte,Did march to the siege of the citty of Gaunt,They mustred their souldiers ...
I read that once in AffricaA princely wight did raine,Who had to name Cophetua, As poets they did faine.From natures ...
Of Brutus' blood, in Brittaine borne, King Arthur I am to name;Through Christendome and Heathynesse Well knowne is ...
There dwelt a man in faire WestmerlandIonne Armstrong men did him callHe had nither lands nor rents coming inYet he ...
Woe worth, woe worth thee, false Scotlande!For thou hast ever wrought by sleight;The worthyest prince that ever was borne,You hanged ...
Looke not upon me with those lovely Eyes, From whom there flies ...
Sleep a little, a little little, thou needst feel no fear or dread,Youth to whom my love is given, I ...
In Grecian soyle two brothers born there is, they father haue Agenetos, whose blis, In happie time the children ...
Alas my hart, mine eye hath wrong?d thee,Presumptious eye, to gaze on Phillis face:Whose heavenly eye no mortall man may ...
Ye highlands and ye lawlands,Oh! quhair hae ye been?They hae slaine the Earl of Murray,And hae laid him on the ...
Keepe on your maske and hide your eye For in beholding you I dye. Your fatall beauty Gorgon-like Dead with ...
Thou pretty heav'n whose great and lesser spheares With constant wheelings measure hours and yeares Soe faithfully that thou couldst ...
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