Early English Poetry, Ballads, and Popular Literature of the Middle Ages: Specimens of lyric poetry, composed in England in the reign of Edward the First |
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Eux ont le corps de bel entayle , en tous poyntz tresbien assis ; Um ne vaudreit une mayle , si femme ne fust , ce m'est avys . Donque dussum nus sauntz fayle de tiele chose tenir grant pris ; Quar il n'y a rien que à femme vayle , B 2 ...
Eux ont le corps de bel entayle , en tous poyntz tresbien assis ; Um ne vaudreit une mayle , si femme ne fust , ce m'est avys . Donque dussum nus sauntz fayle de tiele chose tenir grant pris ; Quar il n'y a rien que à femme vayle , B 2 ...
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Genterise en cuer de femme floryst , e espanit come fet la flur ; Bené soit qui là le myst en lu de si grant honur ; Qy vileynie de femme dist , mout pust il estre ensur , D'aver hounte sauntz respist , en un lu molt obscur , e peyne .
Genterise en cuer de femme floryst , e espanit come fet la flur ; Bené soit qui là le myst en lu de si grant honur ; Qy vileynie de femme dist , mout pust il estre ensur , D'aver hounte sauntz respist , en un lu molt obscur , e peyne .
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L'amour du mound en femme habite , en un lu molt aimable ; Yl n'ad pas choysy lu petite , mès large , grant , e delitable . Yl ne trovera que ly desheryte , là puet il meyndre tot dis estable ; Son ostel est de tous maus quite ...
L'amour du mound en femme habite , en un lu molt aimable ; Yl n'ad pas choysy lu petite , mès large , grant , e delitable . Yl ne trovera que ly desheryte , là puet il meyndre tot dis estable ; Son ostel est de tous maus quite ...
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Quoyntement s'en vont armée de grant bealté , que pert dehors , E dedenz de tot bounté en ount repleny tot le cors ; Mout serroit donque grant pieté , si tous tieles fuissent mors , Que pur nus ount grevement plorée , e ce à molt ...
Quoyntement s'en vont armée de grant bealté , que pert dehors , E dedenz de tot bounté en ount repleny tot le cors ; Mout serroit donque grant pieté , si tous tieles fuissent mors , Que pur nus ount grevement plorée , e ce à molt ...
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Zabulon , come je vus counte , c'est un propre noun , Cely que bone femme afrounte , jà n'eit s'alme pardoun ! Fuisse - je roy ou grant counte , ou de terre noble baroun , Quy à femme ferreit hounte , tost le mettroi en 10 SPECIMENS OF.
Zabulon , come je vus counte , c'est un propre noun , Cely que bone femme afrounte , jà n'eit s'alme pardoun ! Fuisse - je roy ou grant counte , ou de terre noble baroun , Quy à femme ferreit hounte , tost le mettroi en 10 SPECIMENS OF.
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179 ページ - OLD King Cole was a merry old soul, And a merry old soul was he; He called for his pipe, and he called for his bowl, And he called for his fiddlers three.
84 ページ - Hey, diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, The cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such sport, And the dish ran away with the spoon!
132 ページ - One, two, Buckle my shoe; Three, four, Shut the door; Five, six, Pick up sticks; Seven, eight, Lay them straight; Nine, ten, A good fat hen; Eleven, twelve, Who will delve?
27 ページ - The boar's head in hand bear I, Bedeck'd with bays and rosemary ; And I pray you, my masters, be merry Quot estis in convivio. Caput apri defero, Reddens laudes domino.
63 ページ - SO now is come our joyful'st feast; Let every man be jolly, Each room with ivy leaves is drest, And every post with holly. Though some churls at our mirth repine, Round your foreheads garlands twine, Drown sorrow in a cup of wine, And let us all be merry. Now, all our neighbours...
5 ページ - Then came the Holy One, blessed be He ! And killed the Angel of Death, That killed the butcher, That slew the ox, That drank the water, That quenched the fire, That burned the staff, That beat the dog, That bit the cat, That ate the kid That my father bought For two pieces of money: A kid, a kid.
95 ページ - As I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives, Every wife had seven sacks, Every sack had seven cats, Every cat had seven kits— Kits, cats, sacks, and wives, How many were going to St. Ives?
46 ページ - Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four and twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened, The birds began to sing; Wasn't that a dainty dish To set before the king?
64 ページ - Young men and maids, and girls and boys, Give life to one another's joys; And you anon shall by their noise Perceive that they are merry.
9 ページ - Pussy cat, pussy cat, where have you been? I've been to London to look at the queen. Pussy cat, pussy cat, what did you there?