The Centuries' Poetry: Chaucer to ShakespeareDenys Kilham Roberts Penguin Books, 1950 - English poetry |
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... kiss , No devices wanting ; Him her eyes still woo ; Him her tongue still prays . He with blushing red Hangeth down the head , Not a kiss can he afford ; His face is turned away , Silence said her nay , Still she woo'd him for a word ...
... kiss , No devices wanting ; Him her eyes still woo ; Him her tongue still prays . He with blushing red Hangeth down the head , Not a kiss can he afford ; His face is turned away , Silence said her nay , Still she woo'd him for a word ...
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Denys Kilham Roberts. ' Kiss me , I will leave , Here a kiss receive , A short kiss I do it find : Wilt thou leave me so ? Yet thou shalt not go ; Breathe once more thy balmy wind . It smelleth of the myrrh - tree , That to the world did ...
Denys Kilham Roberts. ' Kiss me , I will leave , Here a kiss receive , A short kiss I do it find : Wilt thou leave me so ? Yet thou shalt not go ; Breathe once more thy balmy wind . It smelleth of the myrrh - tree , That to the world did ...
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... kiss me cheik and chin . ' ' My mouth it is full cold , Margʼret ; It has the smell , now , of the ground ; And if I kiss thy comely mouth , Thy days of life will not be lang . ' O cocks are crowing a merry midnight ; I wot the wild ...
... kiss me cheik and chin . ' ' My mouth it is full cold , Margʼret ; It has the smell , now , of the ground ; And if I kiss thy comely mouth , Thy days of life will not be lang . ' O cocks are crowing a merry midnight ; I wot the wild ...
Contents
GEOFFREY CHAUCER | 13 |
From The Nuns Priests Tale | 33 |
Chaucers Wordes unto Adam His Own Scriveyn | 39 |
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