Poems on Interesting Events in the Reign of King Edward IIIT. Bensley, 1795 - 180 Seiten |
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Poems on Interesting Events in the Reign of King Edward III: With a Preface ... Laurence Minot Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 1999 |
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Seite 44 - The Scottes, with thaire falshede, Thus went thai obout For to win Ingland Whils Edward was out ; For Cuthbert of Dorem Haved thai no dout, Tharfore at Nevel-cros Law gan thai lout ; Thare louted thai law, And leved allane.
Seite 39 - The north end of Ingland Teched him to daunce, When he was met on the more With mekill mischance. Sir Philip the Valayse May him noght avance, The flowres that faire war Er fallen in Fraunce ; The floures er now fallen That fers war and fell, A bare with his bataille Has done tham to dwell. Sir David the Bruse Said he sulde fonde...
Seite 26 - And zit, in many preve nokes, May men find of Merlin bokes. Merlin said thus, with his mowth, Out of the north into the sowth Suld cum a bare over the se, That suld mak many man to fle ; And in the se, he said ful right, Suld he schew...
Seite 37 - And broght us til this doleful dance. Oure horses, that war faire and fat, Er etin up ilkone bidene, Have we nowther conig ne cat, That thai ne er etin, and hundes kene, All er etin up ful clene, Es nowther levid biche ne whelp, That es wele on oure sembland sene, And thai er fled that suld us help.
Seite 6 - Striflin war steren 3 and stout, Of God ne of gude men had thai no dout; Now have thai the pelers priked obout, Bot at the last sir Edward rifild thaire rout; He has rifild thaire rout wele wurth the while, Bot euer er thai under bot gaudes and gile.
Seite 55 - ... thatt weren in thatt countre ; and thenne thider to him come sir Edwarde Bailolle king off Scottelond, and to him he dude homage and feute for the reme off Scottelonde. Thanne sir Edward of Bailoll towke his leve off king Edwarde, & went ayenne into Scottelonde, and was so grete a lorde, & so moche had his wille, that he touke no hede to hem that halpe him in his quarelle ; werefore thei wente thennes fro him & dwelleden in her owne londe, and lyveden with her rentes in Scottelonde. And itte...
Seite 16 - Gert nakers strike, and trumpes blaw, And made mirth at thaire might ; Both alblast and many a bow War redy railed opon a row, And ful frek for to fight. Gladly thai gaf mete and drink, So that thai suld the better swink, The wight men that thar ware.
Seite 21 - Thus come our king in the Swin till that gude dede. This was the bataile that fell in the Swin, Where many Normandes made mekill din; , Wele war thai armed up to the chin, Bot god and sir Edward gert thaire boste blin ; Thus blinned thaire boste, als we wele ken : God assoyle thaire sawls ! sais all Amen.
Seite 116 - return to him and to them that sent you hither, and say to them that they send no more to me for any adventure that falleth, as long as my son is alive: and also say to them that they suffer him this day to win his spurs; for if God be pleased, I will this journey be his and the honour thereof, and to them that be about him.
Seite 5 - With his menze, a litell while ; He gaf gude confort, on that plaine, To all his men obout a myle. All if his men war mekill of maine, Ever thai douted tham of gile ; The Scottes gaudes might nothing gain, For all thai stumbilde at that stile.