The Rising In The North (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Listen, lively Lordings all,Lithe and listen unto mee,And I will sing of a noble earle,The noblest earle in the north ...
Listen, lively Lordings all,Lithe and listen unto mee,And I will sing of a noble earle,The noblest earle in the north ...
When Troy towne had, for ten yeeres 'past',Withstood the Greekes in manfull wise,Then did their foes encrease soe fast,That to ...
Now ponder well, you parents deare,These wordes which I shall write;A doleful story you shall heare,In time brought forth to ...
The Moutaines hie the blustryng wids The fluds: ye Rocks wtstadThe Cities strong, the Canons shot, & threatning Cheiftains had.The ...
When heapes of heauie hap, had fild my harte right full, And sorrow set forth pensiuenes, my ioyes away ...
Never a greater foe did Love disdaine, Or trode on grasse so gay,Nor Nimph ...
When first thou didst entice to thee my heart, I thought the service brave;So many joyes I ...
Now that the harth is crown'd with smiling fire, And some do drink, and some do dance, Some ring, ...
There was a youthe, and a well-beloved youthe,And he was a squires son;He loved the bayliffes daughter deare,That lived in ...
Death, thou wast once an uncouth hideous thing, Nothing but bones, The ...
Thou mighty God of Sea and Land,I here resigne into thy handThe Son of Prayers, of vowes, of teares,The child ...
Gentle Reader, if thou desire to be resolued, why I giue this Title, Salue Deus Rex Judaeorum, know for certaine, ...
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
We are prevented; you whose Presence is A Publick New-yeares gift, a Common bliss To all that Love or Feare, ...
Thou pretty heav'n whose great and lesser spheares With constant wheelings measure hours and yeares Soe faithfully that thou couldst ...
Though after Death, Thanks lessen into Praise, And Worthies be not crown'd with gold, but bayes; Shall we not thank? ...
THey that in course of heauenly spheares are skild, To euery planet point his sundry yeare: in which her circles ...
A Pastorall Elegie vpon the death of the most Noble and valorous Knight, Sir Philip Sidney. Dedicated To the most ...
THe weary yeare his race now hauing run, The new begins his compast course anew: with shew of morning mylde ...
That Providence which had so long the care Of Cromwell's head, and numbred ev'ry hair, Now in its self (the ...
Vane, young in yeares, but in sage counsell old, Then whome a better Senatour nere held The helme of Rome, ...
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