Early English Poetry, Ballads, and Popular Literature of the Middle Ages: Ancient poetical tracts of the sixteenth centuryPercy Society, 1842 |
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... feare , you . But dare it well avowe ; Pryde with hym goeth In herte and cloth , How say ye , mother , nowe ; Hy thynketh great ease Me to dysplease , By all the meanes he can ; But whan my wyll He shulde fulfyll , I am a banysshed man ...
... feare , you . But dare it well avowe ; Pryde with hym goeth In herte and cloth , How say ye , mother , nowe ; Hy thynketh great ease Me to dysplease , By all the meanes he can ; But whan my wyll He shulde fulfyll , I am a banysshed man ...
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... feare , Loath to buy my toy so deare . When Apollo shineth bright , Lesser starres shall loose their light . Wonder not when day is ended , Though our glimmering be extended . If I borrow from the Sunne , And restore not , day once done ...
... feare , Loath to buy my toy so deare . When Apollo shineth bright , Lesser starres shall loose their light . Wonder not when day is ended , Though our glimmering be extended . If I borrow from the Sunne , And restore not , day once done ...
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... feare to be counted light , And therefore vse their noe but as a slight : Yet yf she loue , preuenting nay at thrice , For feare shee loose her pray , cryes yea at twice . Egiptus sonne whom Danaa takes to wyfe , Feeles ere he sees his ...
... feare to be counted light , And therefore vse their noe but as a slight : Yet yf she loue , preuenting nay at thrice , For feare shee loose her pray , cryes yea at twice . Egiptus sonne whom Danaa takes to wyfe , Feeles ere he sees his ...
Side 43
... , More thick then moates in sun . But time that brings all things to end , A swift - foot course did run ; And of this royal maiden queene A wofull conquest won . Her death brought feare upon the land , No words OF GOLDEN ROSES . 43.
... , More thick then moates in sun . But time that brings all things to end , A swift - foot course did run ; And of this royal maiden queene A wofull conquest won . Her death brought feare upon the land , No words OF GOLDEN ROSES . 43.
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Percy Society. Her death brought feare upon the land , No words but tales of woe In subjects ' ears resounded then , Wherever men did goe . But fear , exchang'd to present joyes , Sweet comforts loud did ring ; Instead of queene , the ...
Percy Society. Her death brought feare upon the land , No words but tales of woe In subjects ' ears resounded then , Wherever men did goe . But fear , exchang'd to present joyes , Sweet comforts loud did ring ; Instead of queene , the ...
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Achilles Albertus Morton ALEXANDER DYCE ballads banysshed Bote brest Cocke Lorell Coridon dame dayes death dede doth dyde edition of 1659 Est's Sixt Set euery eyes F.S.A. THOMAS faire faire ladies fame fayre feast fynde gallant grace grete hast hath haue heart heaven herte honour husbande HUTTON King Henry knight ladies land live London loue lust lyfe maide makers Mayd mayster mourne muse myght mynde neuer nought payne Percy Society PETER CUNNINGHAM Phillida Polyxen praise pray prayse princely printed queene quoth reprinted royall ryght satyres sayd saye Saynt serue shame shee shew sholde Shoreditch shuld Sir Henry Wotton SONG sonne sorowe soule Stukely sweet swete Syth thee theyr thou TIMOTHY HUTTON tune unto verse vertue vnto vpon Whan wife WILLIAM CHAPPELL Witton Gilbert wofull wolde wyfe wyll Wynkyn de Worde wyse Ye seruauntes
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Side 27 - Character of a Happy Life HOW happy is he born and taught That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his utmost skill ! Whose passions not his masters are; Whose soul is still prepared for death, Untied unto the world by care Of public fame or private breath; Who envies none that chance doth raise...
Side 29 - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend — This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall: Lord of himself, though not of lands, And, having nothing, yet hath all.
Side 33 - You violets that first appear, By your pure purple mantles known Like the proud virgins of the year, As if the spring were all your own ; What are you when the rose is blown ? So, when my mistress shall be seen In form and beauty of her mind, By virtue first, then choice, a Queen, Tell me, if she were not design'd Th...
Side 35 - While others sing his praise, let me engrave These bleeding numbers to adorn the place. Here will I paint the characters of woe; Here will I pay my tribute to the dead ; And here my faithful tears in showers shall flow To humanize the flints ou which I tread.
Side 5 - To fare so freely with so little cost, Than stake his twelvepence to a meaner host. Hadst thou not told me, I should surely say He...
Side 43 - I wish a cheerful spirit, and a thankful heart to value it, as one of the greatest blessings of our good God, in whose dear love I leave you, remaining, Your poor friend to serve you, H. WOTTON.
Side 6 - Though he perhaps ne'er pass'd the English shore, Yet fain would counted be a conqueror. His hair, French-like, stares on his frighted head, One lock amazon-like dishevelled, As if he meant to wear a native cord, If chance his fates should him that bane afford. All British bare upon the bristled skin, Close notched is his beard both lip and chin ; His linen collar labyrinthian set, Whose thousand double turnings never met : His sleeves...
Side 44 - ... thou great Power, in whom I move, For whom I live, to whom I die, Behold me through thy beams of love, Whilst on this couch of tears I lie ; And cleanse my sordid soul within, By thy Christ's blood, the bath of sin. No...
Side 39 - Fresh juice did stir th' embracing vines ; And birds had drawn their valentines. The jealous trout, that low did lie, Rose at a well-dissembled fly ; There stood my Friend, with patient skill, Attending of his trembling quill.
Side 25 - Sweet Benjamin, since thou art young. And hast not yet the use of tongue, Make it thy slave, while thou art free, Imprison it, lest it do thee.