Wallace: Book III (Blind Hary Poems)
In Ioyows Iulii, quhen the flouris suete,Degesteable engenered throu the heet,Baith erbe and froyte, busk and bewis, braidHaboundandlye in euiry ...
In Ioyows Iulii, quhen the flouris suete,Degesteable engenered throu the heet,Baith erbe and froyte, busk and bewis, braidHaboundandlye in euiry ...
Fitt I.In schomer, when the leves spryng,The bloschoms on every bowe,So merey doyt the berdys syngYn wodys merey now. Herkens, ...
Be it ryght or wrong, these men amongOn women do complayne;Affyrmynge this, how that it isA labour spent in vayneTo ...
In somer, when the shawes be sheyne,And leves be large and long,Hit is full mery in feyre foreste To here ...
She had a desyre ofte to be weddeAnd also to lye in an other mannes beddeLytell rought she therforeShe is ...
Whan that Bachus, the myghti lorde,And Juno eke, both by one accorde,Hath sette a-broche of myghti wyne a tone,And after ...
Incipit carmen secundum ordinem litterarum alphabeti.Almighty and al merciable queene,To whom that al this world fleeth for socour,To have relees ...
Our king he kept a false stewarde,Sir Aldingar they him call;A falser steward than he was one,Servde not in bower ...
Never say aught in verse, or grave or gay,That you in prose would hesitate to say.Never in rhyme pretend to ...
Secretary. Ielowsy.Ielowsy.What a world is this/I trow it be a curstFayne wold I marye/yf ye I durstBut I trow syth ...
Of Brutus' blood, in Brittaine borne, King Arthur I am to name;Through Christendome and Heathynesse Well knowne is ...
Alle, that beoth of huerte trewe,A stounde herkneth to my songOf duel, that Deth hath diht us newe,That maketh me ...
Deo gratias Anglia redde pro victoria!Owre kynge went forth to Normandy,With grace and myzt of chivalry;The God for him wrouzt ...
Christo paremus canticam, In excelsis gloria. When Cryst was born of Mary fre In Bedlem ...
O YONGE fresshe folkes, he or she, In which that love up groweth with your age, Repeyreth hoom ...
In God is all my trust.Here lyeth the body of Thomas Hendley, esquier by degre,The yongest sone of Jervis Hendley, ...
For sothe this was a Lord to drede,So sodeynly mad mon agast;Of gold and selver thei tok non hede,But out ...
Iesu, swete sone dere!On porful bed list thou here,And that me greveth sore;For thi cradel is ase a bere,Oxe and ...
RORATE coeli desuper! Hevins, distil your balmy schouris! For now is risen the bricht day-ster, Fro the rose Mary, flour ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
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