The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 18 (William Langland Poems)
Wolleward and weetshoed wente I forth afterAs a recchelees renk that ,And yede forth lik a lorel ...
Wolleward and weetshoed wente I forth afterAs a recchelees renk that ,And yede forth lik a lorel ...
'I am Spes, a spie,' quod he, 'and spire after a knyghtThat took me a maundement upon the mount of ...
' I am Ymaginatif,' quod he, 'ydel was I nevere,Though I sitte by myself, in siknesse nor in helthe.I have ...
Pite, that I have sought so yore agooWith herte soore and ful of besy peyne,That in this world was never ...
Uit hierdie Valkenburg het ek ontvlugen dink my nou in Gordonsbaai terug:Ek speel met paddavisse in 'n stroomen kerf swastikas ...
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 somer, when the shawes be sheyne,And leves be large and long,Hit is full mery in feyre foreste To here ...
Thou ferse god of armes, Mars the rede,That in the frosty contre called Trace,Within thy grisly temple ful of dredeHonoured ...
July: ?gloga Septima. Thomalin & Morrell.Thomalin.IS not thilke same a goteheard prowde, that sittes on yonder bancke, Whose straying heard ...
Pite, that I have sought so yore agooWith herte soore and ful of besy peyne,That in this world was never ...
Alle, that beoth of huerte trewe,A stounde herkneth to my songOf duel, that Deth hath diht us newe,That maketh me ...
Th' wynt wur still i'th shade o'th hill, An' stars began o' glowin'I'th' fadin' leet, one summer neet, ...
" Come, what's th' use o' fratchin', lads, this life's noan so lung, So, iv yo'n gether reawnd, aw'll try ...
I seed a thowtful chap one day,His face were mild, his topping grey;Wi' wanderin' fuut he went astray, ...
Jone, lad, though thi hond's Like reawsty iron to feel,There's very few i'th lond Aw like to gripe ...
Tum Rindle lope fro' the chimbley nook, As th' winter sun wur sinkin';Aw'm tire't o' keawrin' here i'th smooke, ...
Lestenyt, lordynges, both elde and yinge,How this rose began to sprynge;Swych a rose to myn lykynge In ...
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
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