The Brus Book IV (John Barbour Poems)
In Rawchryne leve we now the kingIn rest foroutyn barganyng,And off his fayis a quhile speke weThat ...
In Rawchryne leve we now the kingIn rest foroutyn barganyng,And off his fayis a quhile speke weThat ...
I.Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel!Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye!They could not in the self-same mansion dwellWithout some stir ...
And now good Reader, I return againTo talk with thee, who hast been at the painTo read throughout, and heed ...
IOf men, nay beasts; worse, monsters; worst of all,Incarnate fiends, English Italianate;Of priests, O no! mass-priests, priests-cannibal,Who make their Maker, ...
Thogh brutal beestes be irrational,That is to say, wantand, discretioun,Yit ilk ane in their kindes naturalHas many divers inclinatioun:The bair ...
...Thus chydand with her drerie destenye,Weiping, scho woik the nicht fra end to end;Bot all in vane; hir dule, hir ...
No cloud to dim the splendour of the dayWhich breaks o'er Naples and her lovely bay,And lights that brilliant sea ...
Fie pleasure, fie! thou cloyest me with delight, Thou fill'st my mouth with sweetmeats overmuch; I ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
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