The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 12 (William Langland Poems)
' I am Ymaginatif,' quod he, 'ydel was I nevere,Though I sitte by myself, in siknesse nor in helthe.I have ...
' I am Ymaginatif,' quod he, 'ydel was I nevere,Though I sitte by myself, in siknesse nor in helthe.I have ...
They have saddled a hundred milk-white steeds,They have bridled a hundred black.-Old Ballad.'He turned in his saddle, now follow who ...
New England first a wilderness was foundTill for a continent 'twas destin'd roundFrom feild to feild the savage monsters runE'r ...
Alle heemlen vult de zoete rokeVan een nooit in bloesem uitgebroken Knoppenzwellende geheimenis:Zon en regen van de lage luchtenVoelen wij haar ...
Het maanlicht vult de zuivre heemlen Met glanzende geheimenis,De luisterblauwe verten weemlen Van Die alom en nergens is.Alleen de groote zonnen hangen Als ...
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
VON efenin ash der Breitmann vent from his weinhaus vinkin, So peepy mit Falernian vitch he vas starkly trinkin, He ...
Ik wil tasten den Boom, die in den nacht Verrijst van de wazige aarde ...Ik zie hem niet; ik zie ...
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