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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... mete , That livith in likyng out of lay , his hap he deth ful harde on hete , azeynz he howeth henne ; Alle is thrivene thewes threte , that thenketh nout on thenne . Azeynes thenne us threteth thre , zef he beth thryven ant thowen in ...
... mete , That livith in likyng out of lay , his hap he deth ful harde on hete , azeynz he howeth henne ; Alle is thrivene thewes threte , that thenketh nout on thenne . Azeynes thenne us threteth thre , zef he beth thryven ant thowen in ...
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... mete myddel smal , Body ant brest wel mad al , ase feynes with - oute fere ; Eyther side soft ase sylk , Whittore then the moren mylk , with leofly lit on lere . Al that ich ou nempne noht , Hit is wonder wele y - wroht , ant elles ...
... mete myddel smal , Body ant brest wel mad al , ase feynes with - oute fere ; Eyther side soft ase sylk , Whittore then the moren mylk , with leofly lit on lere . Al that ich ou nempne noht , Hit is wonder wele y - wroht , ant elles ...
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... ; That feyre founden me mete ant cloht , Hue wrieth a - wey as hue were wroht , such is evel ant elde . Evel ant elde , ant other wo , foleweth me so faste , Me thunketh myn herte breketh a tuo ; Suete God 48 SPECIMENS OF.
... ; That feyre founden me mete ant cloht , Hue wrieth a - wey as hue were wroht , such is evel ant elde . Evel ant elde , ant other wo , foleweth me so faste , Me thunketh myn herte breketh a tuo ; Suete God 48 SPECIMENS OF.
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... mete . To mete murthes ich wes wel fous , ant comely mon ta calle ; Y sugge by other ase bi ous , ys hirmon halt in hous , Alse ase heved hount in halle . Dredful deth , why wolt thou dare , Bryng this body that is so bare , ant yn bale ...
... mete . To mete murthes ich wes wel fous , ant comely mon ta calle ; Y sugge by other ase bi ous , ys hirmon halt in hous , Alse ase heved hount in halle . Dredful deth , why wolt thou dare , Bryng this body that is so bare , ant yn bale ...
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... mete : Marie , reweth the . Heze upon a doune , ther al folk hit se may , A mile from uch toune , aboute the midday , The rode is up arered , His frendes aren afered ant clyngeth so the clay ; The rode stond in stone , Marie stont hire ...
... mete : Marie , reweth the . Heze upon a doune , ther al folk hit se may , A mile from uch toune , aboute the midday , The rode is up arered , His frendes aren afered ant clyngeth so the clay ; The rode stond in stone , Marie stont hire ...
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Pasajes populares
Página 177 - 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.
Página 82 - 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!
Página 161 - 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.
Página 37 - 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.
Página 161 - 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.
Página 7 - 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.
Página 25 - 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.
Página 44 - 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?
Página 100 - 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.
Página vii - 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.