The Brus Book VI (John Barbour Poems)
The king is went till his ...
Poems about wys (21 Poems)
The Brus Book V (John Barbour Poems)
The king goes to Carrick; he upbraids Cuthbert]Thys wes in ver quhen wynter tidWith his blastis hidwys to bidWas ourdryvyn ...
The Brus Book VII (John Barbour Poems)
The king towart the wod is ganeWery forswayt and will of waneIntill the wod sone ...
The Brus Book 20 (John Barbour Poems)
King Robert in Northumberland]Sone eftre that the erle ThomasFra Wardaill thus reparyt wasThe king assemblyt all his mychtAnd left nane ...
The Brus Book XX (John Barbour Poems)
Sone eftre that the erle ThomasFra Wardaill thus reparyt wasThe king assemblyt all his mychtAnd left nane ...
The Brus Book I (John Barbour Poems)
Storys to rede ar delatibillSuppos that thai be nocht bot fabill,Than suld storys that suthfast werAnd thai war said on ...
The Brus Book XII (John Barbour Poems)
Now Douglas furth his wayis tais,And in that selff tyme fell throw caisThat the king off ...
The Brus Book XV (John Barbour Poems)
Quhen thai within has sene sua slaynThar men and chassyt hame agaynThai war ...
The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 20 (William Langland Poems)
Thanne as I wente by the way, whan I was thus awaked,Hevy chered I yede, and elenge in herte;For I ...
The Brus Book VIII (John Barbour Poems)
The king fra Schyr Aymer wes ganeGadryt his menye everilkanAnd left bath woddis and montanysAnd held hys ...
Piers Plowman The Prologue (B-Text) (William Langland Poems)
In a somer sesun, whon softe was the sonn{.e},I schop me into a shroud, as I a scheep wer{.e};In habite ...
Wallace: Book II (Blind Hary Poems)
Yong Wallace, fulfillit of hie curage,In prys of armys desirous and sauage,Thi Waslage may neuir be forlorn,Thi deidis ar knawin ...
Wallace: Book I (Blind Hary Poems)
(VITA NOBILISSIMI DEFENSORIS SCOTIE WILELMI WALLACE MILITIS)Book IOur antecessowris that we suld of reideAnd hald in mynde, thar nobille worthi ...
Wallace: Book III (Blind Hary Poems)
In Ioyows Iulii, quhen the flouris suete,Degesteable engenered throu the heet,Baith erbe and froyte, busk and bewis, braidHaboundandlye in euiry ...
Here foweth a lytell treatyse called The chaunce of the dolorous louer (Christopher Goodwyn Poems)
As it fortuned me for to passeThrughe straunge countres my solace to take.Whan the feldes were resplendent and couered with ...
Sir Cauline (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
The First Part.In Ireland, ferr over the sea,There dwelleth a bonnye kinge;And with him a yong and comlye knighte,Men call ...
Fortune (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
This wrecched worldes transmutacioun,As wele or wo, now povre and now honour,Withouten ordre or wys discreciounGoverned is by Fortunes errour.But ...
On The Death Of K. Edward The First (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Alle, that beoth of huerte trewe,A stounde herkneth to my songOf duel, that Deth hath diht us newe,That maketh me ...
Dzień Nadchodzi (Adam Asnyk Poems)
Niegdyś, niegdyś z pod Wawelu Mł?dź rycerska biegła w zbroi, Do jasnego biegła celu, Nadstawiając piersi swojej. ...
Wijs My Die Plek (Christian Frederik Louis Leipoldt Poems)
Wys my die plek waar ons saam gestaan het, Eens, toe jy myne was - Vroe?r, voor jou liefde vir ...
Troilus And Criseyde: Book 01 (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...