Ancient Poetical Tracts of the Sixteenth Century: Reprinted from Unique Copies Formerly in the Possession of the Late Thomas CaldecottEdward Francis Rimbault Percy Society, 1842 - 82 sider |
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Side 8
... prouysyowne . And ye seruauntes of euery place , Whan that the dyner is at an ende , Present yourselfe for to saye grace , Thankynge that Lorde that all dooth sende . Whan that your mayster is fro the table , And 8 THE DOCTRYNALL.
... prouysyowne . And ye seruauntes of euery place , Whan that the dyner is at an ende , Present yourselfe for to saye grace , Thankynge that Lorde that all dooth sende . Whan that your mayster is fro the table , And 8 THE DOCTRYNALL.
Side 9
... Saye nought , but se thou hym doute . By the hogges snowte vnderstonden is What mete soeuer to the is brought , Though it be somwhat a mys , Holde thy peas and grutche nought . As to regarde of the fete of an harte , They sholde euer ...
... Saye nought , but se thou hym doute . By the hogges snowte vnderstonden is What mete soeuer to the is brought , Though it be somwhat a mys , Holde thy peas and grutche nought . As to regarde of the fete of an harte , They sholde euer ...
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... ; Thus collynge in armes Some men caught harmes , Full lytell dyd they wynne ; And if her husbande said ought , Loke what she sonest cought , At his heed she wolde it flynge . She wolde saye , lozell thou I wyll teche the.
... ; Thus collynge in armes Some men caught harmes , Full lytell dyd they wynne ; And if her husbande said ought , Loke what she sonest cought , At his heed she wolde it flynge . She wolde saye , lozell thou I wyll teche the.
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... saye , lozell thou I wyll teche the , I trowe , Of thy language to blynne ; It is pyte that a knaue A prety woman sholde haue , That knoweth not golde from tynne . I trowe thou jalouse be Bytwene my cosyn and me , That is called syr Sym ...
... saye , lozell thou I wyll teche the , I trowe , Of thy language to blynne ; It is pyte that a knaue A prety woman sholde haue , That knoweth not golde from tynne . I trowe thou jalouse be Bytwene my cosyn and me , That is called syr Sym ...
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... saye ; For he that is maysterfast , Full ofte is agast , And dare not ronne and playe . If she be gladde , Than is he sadde , And fere of a sodayne fraye , For woman's pryde Is to laughe and chyde , Euery 20 THE BOKE OF MAYD EMLYN .
... saye ; For he that is maysterfast , Full ofte is agast , And dare not ronne and playe . If she be gladde , Than is he sadde , And fere of a sodayne fraye , For woman's pryde Is to laughe and chyde , Euery 20 THE BOKE OF MAYD EMLYN .
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Ancient Poetical Tracts of the Sixteenth Century: Reprinted from Unique ... Edward Francis Rimbault Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2016 |
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Achilles Albertus Morton ALEXANDER DYCE ballads banysshed Ben Jonson Bote called Cocke Lorell Coridon dame dayes death dede doth Duke dyde edition of 1659 England Epigrams Est's Sixt Set euery eyes F.S.A. THOMAS faire faire ladies fame fynde gallant grace grete hast hath haue heart heaven herte honour husbande HUTTON King Henry ladies land live London Lord loue lust lyfe maide makers Mayd mayster mourne muse myght mynde neuer night nought payne Percy Society Phillida praise pray prayse princely printed queene quoth reprinted RIMBAULT 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 vpon Whan Wigmoore WILLIAM CHAPPELL Witton Gilbert wofull wolde wyfe wyll WYNKYN DE WORDE Ye seruauntes
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Side 49 - 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 51 - 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 57 - This is that sable stone, this is the cave And womb of earth, that doth his corpse embrace; 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 52 - Accept those lines which from Thy goodness flow; And Thou, that wert Thy regal Prophet's muse, Do not Thy praise in weaker strains refuse ! Let these poor notes ascend unto Thy throne, Where majesty doth sit with mercy...
Side 47 - 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.
Side 66 - ... 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 55 - 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?
Side 65 - 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 43 - O King, quoth she ; With that she made a lowe courtsey ; A trim one as I weene. Thus hand in hand along they walke Unto the king's...
Side 31 - Riots were his best delight, *) With stately feastings day and night ; In court and citty thus he won renowne. Thus wasting land and living By this lawlesse giving, At last he sold the pavements of his yard...