The Universal Shyp (Sebastian Brant Poems)
Come to, Companyons: ren: tyme it is to rowe:Our Carake fletis: the se is large and wydeAnd depe Inough: a ...
Come to, Companyons: ren: tyme it is to rowe:Our Carake fletis: the se is large and wydeAnd depe Inough: a ...
Thair is a knichte rydis through the wood,And a doughty knichte is tree,And sure hee is on a message sent,He ...
Allemyghty god, maker of alle,Saue you my souereyns in towre & halle, And send you good grace!If ye wylle a ...
Part the FirstMery it was in the grene forestAmonge the leves grene,Wheras men hunt east and west,Wyth bowes and arrowes ...
In Ioyows Iulii, quhen the flouris suete,Degesteable engenered throu the heet,Baith erbe and froyte, busk and bewis, braidHaboundandlye in euiry ...
Yong Wallace, fulfillit of hie curage,In prys of armys desirous and sauage,Thi Waslage may neuir be forlorn,Thi deidis ar knawin ...
(VITA NOBILISSIMI DEFENSORIS SCOTIE WILELMI WALLACE MILITIS)Book IOur antecessowris that we suld of reideAnd hald in mynde, thar nobille worthi ...
The Turnament of Tottenham; or, the Wooeing, Winning, and Wedding of Tibbe, the Reev's Davghter There.Of all thes kene conquerours ...
Love, lift me up upon thy golden wingsFrom this base world unto thy heavens hight,Where I may see those admirable ...
The First Part.In Ireland, ferr over the sea,There dwelleth a bonnye kinge;And with him a yong and comlye knighte,Men call ...
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 ...
The Perse owt off Northombarlonde,And a vowe to God mayd heThat he wold hunte in the mowntaynsOff Chyviat within days ...
Frae Dunidier as I cam throuch,Doun by the hill of Banochie,Allangst the lands of Garioch.Grit pitie was to heir and ...
Childe Waters in his stable stoodeAnd stroakt his milke-white steede; To him a fayre yonge ladye cameAs ever ware womans ...
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 ...
Pite, that I have sought so yore agooWith herte soore and ful of besy peyne,That in this world was never ...
ANE SUPPLICATIOUN DIRECTIT TO THE KINGIS GRACE Schir! though your Grace has put gret order Baith in the Hieland and ...
Eclogue the First. Whanne Englonde, smeethynge from her lethal wounde, From her galled necke dyd twytte the chayne awaie, Kennynge ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
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