The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 01 (William Langland Poems)
What this mountaigne bymeneth and the merke daleAnd the feld ful of folk, I shal yow faire shewe.A lovely lady ...
What this mountaigne bymeneth and the merke daleAnd the feld ful of folk, I shal yow faire shewe.A lovely lady ...
Thus yrobed in russet I romed abouteAl a somer seson for to seke Dowel,And frayned ful ofte of folk that ...
Thus y-robed in russet . romed I abouteAl in a somer seson . for to seke Do-wel;And frayned full ofte ...
Pite, that I have sought so yore agooWith herte soore and ful of besy peyne,That in this world was never ...
The dews of summer nighte did falle,The moone (sweete regente of the skye)Silver'd the walles of Cumnor Halle,And manye an ...
FYRSTE MYNSTRELLE...The boddynge flourettes bloshes atte the lyghte;The mees be sprenged wyth the yellowe hue;Ynn daiseyd mantels ys the mountayne ...
CHORVS O gratyous Lorde, ohe sauyor dere, Our onelye hope and all our chere, Our presente ayde in euerye woe, Our hole defence agaynste ...
Of a smale cause grewe noe smale stryfe Twene John and Jone then manne and wyfe. John called Jone nyse because that ...
Lorde for thy grace geven me this daye With humble thankes I honor thee, And for my synnes I pardon praye With harte ...
A wanton wenche vppon a colde daye With Snowe balles prouoked me to playe: But theis snowe balles soe hette my desyer That ...
Oh, Fortune! how thy restlesse wavering stateHath fraught with cares my troubled witt!Witnes this present prisonn, whither fateCould beare me, ...
A scoller disposed to eate broyled meate Tooke a colde peece and badde his boye heate it: Whiche by mistakeinge the boye ...
Lord that is off myghtys most, Fadyr and Sone and Holy Gost,Bryng us out of synneAnd lene us grace so ...
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 ...
I woulde it were not as it isOr that I cared not yea or no;I woulde I thoughte it not ...
THE PROLOGUE. WHEN folk had laughed all at this nice case Of Absolon and Hendy Nicholas, Diverse folk diversely they ...
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 ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
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