Ancient Popular Poetry: From Authentic Manuscripts and Old Printed Copies, Volume 5,Parte 1

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Joseph Ritson
Priv. Print., 1884 - 71 páginas
 

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Página 38 - Now haste the," then sayd the kyng, " By him that dyed on a tre ; But yf thou do not as thou hast sayde, Hanged shalt thou be. " And thou touche his head or gowne, In syght that men may se, By all the sayntes that be in heaven, I shall hange you all thre.
Página 21 - William openyd hys backe wyndow, That was in hys chambre on hye, And wyth shetes let hys wyfe downe, And hys chyldren thre. " Have here my treasure," sayde William, " My wyfe and my chyldren thre, For Christes love do them no harme, But wreke you all on me.
Página 19 - She fetched him meat and drynke plenty, Lyke a true wedded wyfe, And pleased hym wyth that she had, Whome she loved as her lyfe. There lay an old wyfe in that place, A lytle besyde the fyre, Whych Wyllyam had found, of cherytye, More then seven yere.
Página 24 - That which was made use of on the present occasion bears the following title: "Tom Thumbe, his life and death : wherein is declared many maruailous acts of manhood, full of wonder, and strange merriments. Which little knight lived in king Arthurs time, and famous in the court of Great Brittaine.
Página 18 - Englysshe-wood for to gone. Now lith and lysten, gentylmen, That of myrthes loveth to here : Two of them were single men, The third had a wedded fere.
Página 55 - That is an old horse with a cut tail, Full sixteen years of age is he ; If thou wilt lend me that old horse, Then could I win her easily.
Página 42 - Kynge Henry the eyght. Imprynted at London in Flete Strete at the Sygne of the Sonne by Wynkyn de Worde".
Página 29 - And with hym a ful great route, These yemen dred him full sore, For of theyr lyves they stode in great doute. The mayre came armed a full great pace, With a pollaxe in hys hande, Many a strong man wyth him was, There in that stowre to stande.
Página 28 - Of no man had they dread, The one hyt the justice, the other the sheryfe, That both theyr sides gan blede. All men voyded that them stode nye, When the justice fell downe to the grounde, And the sherife fell nyghe hym by, Eyther had his deathes wounde.
Página 33 - Where they woulde nedes be. And whan they came to the kynges courte, Unto the pallace gate, Of no man wold they aske no leave, But boldly went in therat.

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