Early English Poetry, Ballads, and Popular Literature of the Middle Ages: Specimens of lyric poetry, composed in England in the reign of Edward the FirstPercy Society, 1841 |
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... wylle of curtasy lere , In this boke he may hit here ; Yf thow be gentylmon , 30mon , or knave , The nedis nurture for to have . Whenne thou comes to a lordis zate , The porter thou shalle fynde therate ; Take hym thow shalt thy wepyn ...
... wylle of curtasy lere , In this boke he may hit here ; Yf thow be gentylmon , 30mon , or knave , The nedis nurture for to have . Whenne thou comes to a lordis zate , The porter thou shalle fynde therate ; Take hym thow shalt thy wepyn ...
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... wylle ete , The remelant to pore thou shalle lete . In peese thou ete , and ever eschewe To flyte at borde , that may the rewe ; If thou make mawes on any wyse , A velany thou kacches or ever thou rise . Let never thy cheke be made to ...
... wylle ete , The remelant to pore thou shalle lete . In peese thou ete , and ever eschewe To flyte at borde , that may the rewe ; If thou make mawes on any wyse , A velany thou kacches or ever thou rise . Let never thy cheke be made to ...
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... . Ne telle thou never at borde no tale , 100 To harme or shame thy felawe in sale ; ffor if he then witholde his methe , Eftsone he wylle forcast thi dethe . Whereso thou sitt at mete in borde , Avoide the 4 THE BOKE OF CURTASYE .
... . Ne telle thou never at borde no tale , 100 To harme or shame thy felawe in sale ; ffor if he then witholde his methe , Eftsone he wylle forcast thi dethe . Whereso thou sitt at mete in borde , Avoide the 4 THE BOKE OF CURTASYE .
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... wylle be tolde . 180 He that to ryztwysnes wylle enclyne , As holy wry3t says us wele and fyne , His sede schalle never go seche nor brede , Ne suffur of mon no shames dede . To forgyf thou shalle the hast , To venjaunce loke thou come ...
... wylle be tolde . 180 He that to ryztwysnes wylle enclyne , As holy wry3t says us wele and fyne , His sede schalle never go seche nor brede , Ne suffur of mon no shames dede . To forgyf thou shalle the hast , To venjaunce loke thou come ...
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... wylle , 225 230 235 240 Repreve hym nozt , but holde the stylle . To any wy3t thy counselle yf thou schewe , Be war that he be not a schrewe , 245 Lest he disclaundyr the with tong , Amonge alle men , bothe olde and 30ng . Bekenyng ...
... wylle , 225 230 235 240 Repreve hym nozt , but holde the stylle . To any wy3t thy counselle yf thou schewe , Be war that he be not a schrewe , 245 Lest he disclaundyr the with tong , Amonge alle men , bothe olde and 30ng . Bekenyng ...
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177 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.
82 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!
161 ページ - JACK and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after.
37 ページ - There was an old woman who lived In a shoe, She had so many children, she didn't know what to do. She gave them some broth without any bread, She whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.
161 ページ - THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT This is the farmer sowing his corn, That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog That worried the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.
7 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? I frightened a little mouse Under her chair.
25 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.
44 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?
100 ページ - Rockabye Baby, on the tree top, When the wind blows the cradle will rock, When the bough breaks the cradle will fall, Down will come baby, cradle and all.
vii ページ - A bag-pudding the king did make, And stuffed it well with plums: And in it put great lumps of fat, As big as my two thumbs. The king and queen did eat thereof, And noblemen beside; And what they could not eat that night, The queen next morning fried.