Whoso That Wyll For Grace Sew (King Henry VIII Poems)
Whoso that wyll for grace sew,Hys entent must nedys be trew,And love her in hart and dede,Els it war pyte ...
Whoso that wyll for grace sew,Hys entent must nedys be trew,And love her in hart and dede,Els it war pyte ...
Alac, alac, what shall I do,For care is cast into my hart,And trew love lokked therto?(King Henry VIII)
Allemyghty god, maker of alle,Saue you my souereyns in towre & halle, And send you good grace!If ye wylle a ...
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 ...
In somer, when the shawes be sheyne,And leves be large and long,Hit is full mery in feyre foreste To here ...
Ah! whither, Love! wilt thou now carry mee?What wontlesse fury dost thou now inspireInto my feeble breast, too full of ...
Love, lift me up upon thy golden wingsFrom this base world unto thy heavens hight,Where I may see those admirable ...
Frae Dunidier as I cam throuch,Doun by the hill of Banochie,Allangst the lands of Garioch.Grit pitie was to heir and ...
God prosper long our noble king,Our liffes and safetyes all;A woefull hunting once there didIn Chevy-Chace befall.To drive the deere ...
As it fell out on a highe holye daye, As many bee in the yeare,When yong men and maides ...
As it fell out on a highe holye daye,As many bee in the yeare,When young men and maides together do ...
GOTTS blitz! blau Feuer, potz bomben Tod! Vot shimmers in de mitnacht roth? Like hell-shtrom boorst o'er heafen's plain, Trowin ...
… Whan bells war rung, an mass was sung, A wat a' man to bed were gone, Clark ...
Balow, my babe, lye still and sleipe!It grieves me sair to see thee weipe:If thoust be silent, Ise be glad,Thy ...
YE learned sisters, which have oftentimes Beene to me ayding, others to adorne, Whom ye thought worthy of your gracefull ...
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most ...
MEn call you fayre, and you doe credit it, For that your selfe ye dayly such doe see: but the ...
BVt let stil Silence trew night watches keepe, That sacred peace may in assurance rayne, And tymely sleep, when it ...
LEaue lady, in your glasse of christall clene, Your goodly selfe for euermore to vew: and in my selfe, my ...
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