Adam Bell, Clym of the Clough, and William of Cloudesly (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Part the FirstMery it was in the grene forestAmonge the leves grene,Wheras men hunt east and west,Wyth bowes and arrowes ...
Part the FirstMery it was in the grene forestAmonge the leves grene,Wheras men hunt east and west,Wyth bowes and arrowes ...
As it fortuned me for to passeThrughe straunge countres my solace to take.Whan the feldes were resplendent and couered with ...
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 ...
In the lusty, fresshe moneth of mayWhen the byrdes reioyse, euery glad speryteWith theyr venerien voyces, i the dawne of ...
Be it ryght or wrong, these men amongOn women do complayne;Affyrmynge this, how that it isA labour spent in vayneTo ...
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 ...
Secretary. Ielowsy.Ielowsy.What a world is this/I trow it be a curstFayne wold I marye/yf ye I durstBut I trow syth ...
The Senses dull of my appalled museForeweryed with the trauayle of my brayneIn scannyng of the argued Bookes difuse,And darke ...
The Moutaines hie the blustryng wids The fluds: ye Rocks wtstadThe Cities strong, the Canons shot, & threatning Cheiftains had.The ...
Devyde my tymes and rate my wretched howresFrom days to months, fro months to many yeers,And than compare my sweetest ...
Crepe forthe, my boke, under the proteccion Of suche as have bothe learnyng and eloquence; Humbly submyttyng the to ...
I woulde it were not as it isOr that I cared not yea or no;I woulde I thoughte it not ...
W. I will not knit before I knowe, C. Care not for long delaye: W. And so I ...
Upon a certayne tyme as it befellI was all pensyfe and thoughtfull in my herteFor sondry thynges whiche I knewe ...
Haste the O God, & make good spedeFor to delyuer me:Make haste to helpe and me nowe rydO Lorde I ...
A Robyn,Jolly Robyn,Tell me how thy leman doeth,And thou shalt knowe of myn."My lady is unkynde, perde."Alack! why is she ...
Go forthe lytell quayre with full due reuerenceUnto the prynces of beauty souerayneAnd the humbly submyt vnto her magnyfycenceRequyrynge her ...
Go forth lytell boke, and do thy selfe presentUnto my yonge ladyes, & maydes of eche a statePrayenge them with ...
As rare to heare as seldome to be seene,It cannot be nor never yet hathe beneThat fire should burne with ...
In diesen Liedern suche du Nach keinem ernsten Ziel! Ein wenig Schmerz, ein wenig Lust, Und alles war ein Spiel. ...
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