Battle Of Hastings – I (Thomas Chatterton Poems)
O CHRYSTE, it is a grief for me to tell;HOW manie a nobil erle and valrous knyghteIn fyghtynge for Kynge ...
O CHRYSTE, it is a grief for me to tell;HOW manie a nobil erle and valrous knyghteIn fyghtynge for Kynge ...
In Autumpne whan the sonne in vyrgyneBy radyante hete enryped hath our corneWhan luna full of mutabylyteAs Emperes the dyademe ...
'I have but oon hool hater,' quod Haukyn, 'I am the lasse to blameThough it be soiled and selde clene ...
THE featherd songster chaunticleerHan wounde hys bugle horne,And tolde the earlie villagerThe commynge of the morne.Kynge EDWARDE sawe the ruddie ...
King Arthur lives in merry Carleile,And seemely is to see;And there with him queene Guenever,That bride soe bright of blee.And ...
As late abroad asleepe I lay, Mee thought I came by wondrous chaunce:Whereas I heard a harper play, And saw great store ...
Sometimes in Fraunce it did so chaunce, One that did seruice lacke:A country clowne went vp and downe, With fardell on his ...
The bookes of Ouids changed shapes, A story strange doe tell,How Orpheus to fetch his wife, Made voyage vnto hell.Who hauing past ...
Nowe warlike Hector doth depart with Paris out the towne,They willing both in armes to shewe some deede of great ...
Part the FirstKing Arthur lives in merry Carleile,And seemely is to see;And there with him Queene Guenever,That bride soe bright ...
On yonder hill a castle standes,With walles and towres bedight,And yonder lives the Child of Elle,A younge and comely knighte.The ...
Childe Waters in his stable stoodeAnd stroakt his milke-white steede; To him a fayre yonge ladye cameAs ever ware womans ...
Hee that his mirth hath loste, Whose comfort is dismaid,Whose hope is vaine, whose faith is scorned, Whose trust is ...
Marke well my heavy, dolefull tale,You loyall lovers all,And heedfully beare in your brestA gallant ladyes fall.Long was she wooed, ...
When Troy towne had, for ten yeeres 'past',Withstood the Greekes in manfull wise,Then did their foes encrease soe fast,That to ...
In the third day of May,To Carleile did comeA kind curteous child, That cold much of wisdome.A kirtle and a ...
Glasgerion was a kings owne sonne, And a harper he was goode;He harped in the kings chambere,Where cuppe and caudle ...
In court whoso demaundesWhat dame doth most excell;For my conceit I must needes say,Faire Bridges beares the bel. Upon whose ...
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