The Brus Book VII (John Barbour Poems)
The king towart the wod is ganeWery forswayt and will of waneIntill the wod sone ...
The king towart the wod is ganeWery forswayt and will of waneIntill the wod sone ...
The Bruys went till his innys swyth,Bot wyt ye weile he wes full blythThat he had gottyn ...
Now Douglas furth his wayis tais,And in that selff tyme fell throw caisThat the king off ...
Quhen thai within has sene sua slaynThar men and chassyt hame agaynThai war ...
The erle off Carrik Schyr Edward,That stoutar wes than a libardAnd had na will to be ...
'I have but oon hool hater,' quod Haukyn, 'I am the lasse to blameThough it be soiled and selde clene ...
'I am Spes, a spie,' quod he, 'and spire after a knyghtThat took me a maundement upon the mount of ...
The king fra Schyr Aymer wes ganeGadryt his menye everilkanAnd left bath woddis and montanysAnd held hys ...
What this mountaigne bymeneth and the merke daleAnd the feld ful of folk, I shal yow faire shewe.A lovely lady ...
In a somer sesun, whon softe was the sonn{.e},I schop me into a shroud, as I a scheep wer{.e};In habite ...
The tyme of youthe is to be spent;But vice in it shuld be forfent.Pastymes ther be I nought treulyeWhych one ...
Allemyghty god, maker of alle,Saue you my souereyns in towre & halle, And send you good grace!If ye wylle a ...
Lord that is off myghtys most, Fadyr and Sone and Holy Gost,Bryng us out of synneAnd lene us grace so ...
In Ioyows Iulii, quhen the flouris suete,Degesteable engenered throu the heet,Baith erbe and froyte, busk and bewis, braidHaboundandlye in euiry ...
(VITA NOBILISSIMI DEFENSORIS SCOTIE WILELMI WALLACE MILITIS)Book IOur antecessowris that we suld of reideAnd hald in mynde, thar nobille worthi ...
Part 10 PROLOGUE TO CHAUCER'S TALE OF SIR THOPAS Bihoold the murye ...
Whan that Bachus, the myghti lorde,And Juno eke, both by one accorde,Hath sette a-broche of myghti wyne a tone,And after ...
In the lusty, fresshe moneth of mayWhen the byrdes reioyse, euery glad speryteWith theyr venerien voyces, i the dawne of ...
The Moutaines hie the blustryng wids The fluds: ye Rocks wtstadThe Cities strong, the Canons shot, & threatning Cheiftains had.The ...
Thus Ioue, myne owne maystresses allTo (Chryst) I comende you, that sytteth on hyeUnto whom my prayers, I (Offre) shallThat ...
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