Chronicle of Scottish Poetry: From the Thirteenth Century, to the Union of the Crowns, Band 1J. Sibbald, 1802 |
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Seite 114 - Be that sum pairte of mawkynis aill Outthrow his hairt cowd creip; he fallowit hir fast thair till assaill, and till hir tuke gude keip.
Seite 258 - Tane leif at nature with ane orient blast; And lusty May, that muddir is of flouris, Had maid the birdis to begyn thair houris Amang the tendir odouris reid and quhyt, Quhois armony to heir it wes delyt...
Seite 175 - He wes the laithliest on to luk that on the ground mycht gang; His nailis wes lyk ane hellis cruk, Thairwith fyve quarteris lang. Thair wes nane that he ourtuk, In rycht or yit in wrang, Bot all in schondir he thame schuke The gyane wes so strang.
Seite 16 - Sen every wight has thereof suffisance, That I behold, and I a creature Put from all this — hard is myn aventure!
Seite 18 - Quhat lyf is this, that makis birdis dote? Quhat may this be, how cummyth it of ought? Quhat nedith it to be so dere ybought? It is nothing, trowe I, bot feynit chere, 20 And that men list to counterfeten chere.
Seite 278 - Rute of all evill and grund of vyce, That nevir cowd be content...
Seite 260 - The purpour sone, with tendir bemys reid, In orient bricht as angell did appeir, Throw goldin skyis putting up his heid, Quhois gilt tressis schone so wondir cleir, That all the world tuke confort, fer and neir, To luke upone his fresche and blisfull face, Doing all sable fro the hevynnis chace.
Seite 19 - That he of every wight hath cure and charge, Quhat have I gilt to him, or doon offense That I am thrall, and birdis gone at large? Sen him to serve he mycht set my corage, And, gif he be not so, than may I seyne Quhat makis folk to jangill of him in veyne...
Seite 237 - Quhy skarris thow with this holy weid? Cleith the thairin, for weir it thow most neid; Thow, that hes lang done Venus lawis teiche, Sall now be freir, and in this abbeit preiche; Delay it nocht, it mon be done but dreid.
Seite 302 - And slippit owt of it full clene And in a myre up to the ene Amang the glar did glyd...