The Centuries' Poetry: Chaucer to ShakespeareDenys Kilham Roberts Penguin Books, 1950 - English poetry |
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... hold ; And over all this , that ye , my lady dear , 25 Wol vouché - sauf this letter to behold . And by the cause eek of my carés cold , That sleeth my wit , if aught amis me asterte , For - yeve it me , mine owen sweeté heart . If any ...
... hold ; And over all this , that ye , my lady dear , 25 Wol vouché - sauf this letter to behold . And by the cause eek of my carés cold , That sleeth my wit , if aught amis me asterte , For - yeve it me , mine owen sweeté heart . If any ...
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... hold him yet in hond , Upon the sight of matter of your sonde . Mine eyen two , in vain with which I see , Of sorrowful tearés salt arn waxen wells ; My song , in plaint of mine adversity ; 60 My good , in harm ; mine ease eek waxen ...
... hold him yet in hond , Upon the sight of matter of your sonde . Mine eyen two , in vain with which I see , Of sorrowful tearés salt arn waxen wells ; My song , in plaint of mine adversity ; 60 My good , in harm ; mine ease eek waxen ...
Page 63
... hold the wind . Who list her hunt , I put him out of doubt , As well as I , may spend his time in vain ! And graven with diamonds in letters plain , There is written her fair neck round about ; ' Noli me tangere ; for Caesar's I am ...
... hold the wind . Who list her hunt , I put him out of doubt , As well as I , may spend his time in vain ! And graven with diamonds in letters plain , There is written her fair neck round about ; ' Noli me tangere ; for Caesar's I am ...
Contents
GEOFFREY CHAUCER | 13 |
From The Nuns Priests Tale | 33 |
Chaucers Wordes unto Adam His Own Scriveyn | 39 |
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Adieu beauty behold birds bower bridal day bright CHIDIOCK TICHBORNE Clerk Saunders cloak Cuckoo Cupid dead dear death delight derry dost doth EARL earth echo ring end my song eyes fair Faustus fear flowers FRANCIS BEAUMONT garland gentle GEORGE GASCOIGNE glory gold goodly green Greensleeves grief Hark hast hath heart heaven Helen Henry Hey derry JOSHUA SYLVESTER King kiss lady light lilies live London Lord love's Love's Labour's Lost lovers loves such sweet lulla lusty married merry never night pain Phyllida flouts play poems Queen RICHARD BARNFIELD rose run softly sail shalt shepherd swain sigh sight silver sing Sir Patrick Spens sleep Sonnet sorrow soul Speech spring St John's College sweet desires gain Sweet Thames Tamburlaine thee thine things THOMAS LODGE thou wouldst Timor mortis conturbat tower unto Venus waly weep wind wise wouldst not love yolp