Select Poets of Great Britain: To which are Prefixed, Criticial Notices of Each AuthorThomas Davison, 1825 - 562 pages |
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... thing were know. At ones in this herberwe , as is now . Fain wolde I do you mirthe , and I wiste how ; - And of a mirthe I am right now bethought To don you ese , and it shal coste you nought . Ye gon to Canterbury ; God you spede , The ...
... thing were know. At ones in this herberwe , as is now . Fain wolde I do you mirthe , and I wiste how ; - And of a mirthe I am right now bethought To don you ese , and it shal coste you nought . Ye gon to Canterbury ; God you spede , The ...
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... thing were know ' . ' And ben a festlich man , as fresh as May , : " Alle in white ? " " Madame ! As men moun in thise olde gestes rede . " Myn herte , " quod on , " is evermore in drede ; I trow some men of armes ben therin , That ...
... thing were know ' . ' And ben a festlich man , as fresh as May , : " Alle in white ? " " Madame ! As men moun in thise olde gestes rede . " Myn herte , " quod on , " is evermore in drede ; I trow some men of armes ben therin , That ...
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... thing him smerte , Al were it never so lite , and I it wist , Me thought I felt deth at myn herte twist . And , shortly , so ferforth this thing is went , That my will was his willes instrument ; This is to say , my will obeid his will ...
... thing him smerte , Al were it never so lite , and I it wist , Me thought I felt deth at myn herte twist . And , shortly , so ferforth this thing is went , That my will was his willes instrument ; This is to say , my will obeid his will ...
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... thing there was plenty . And I , that all this pleasaunt sighte se , Thought sodainly I felt so swete an air Of the eglentere ; that , certainly , There is no hert ( I deme ) in such dispair ; Ne yet with thoughtes froward and contraire ...
... thing there was plenty . And I , that all this pleasaunt sighte se , Thought sodainly I felt so swete an air Of the eglentere ; that , certainly , There is no hert ( I deme ) in such dispair ; Ne yet with thoughtes froward and contraire ...
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... thing we may nat lightly have , Therafter wol we cry all day and crave . Forbede us thing , and that desiren we ; Prese on us fast , and thanne wol we flee . With danger uttren we all our chaffare ; Gret prees at market maketh dere ware ...
... thing we may nat lightly have , Therafter wol we cry all day and crave . Forbede us thing , and that desiren we ; Prese on us fast , and thanne wol we flee . With danger uttren we all our chaffare ; Gret prees at market maketh dere ware ...
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