Le Morte Arthur: Edited from the Harleian Ms. 2252 in the British MuseumFrederick James Furnivall Macmillan, 1864 - 190 oldal |
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15. oldal
... hende ; She sent for lechis , as I you say , That wonyd bothè ferre and hende ; 332 But by the morow that it was day , In bede he might hym self not wende , So sorè woundyde there he lay That welle nighe had he sought his ende . Tho ...
... hende ; She sent for lechis , as I you say , That wonyd bothè ferre and hende ; 332 But by the morow that it was day , In bede he might hym self not wende , So sorè woundyde there he lay That welle nighe had he sought his ende . Tho ...
24. oldal
... hende , 66 Myne Armure shalle I leue wyth the , And in thy brothers wille I wende ; loke thou ne longe not after me , 564 For here I may no lenger lende , longe tyme ne shallè it noght be That I ne shalle eyther come or sende . " Sir ...
... hende , 66 Myne Armure shalle I leue wyth the , And in thy brothers wille I wende ; loke thou ne longe not after me , 564 For here I may no lenger lende , longe tyme ne shallè it noght be That I ne shalle eyther come or sende . " Sir ...
27. oldal
... hende . Than it by - felle vppon a tyde , The kinge stode by the quene & spake , Sir gaweyne standis hym be - syde , 624 Ichone tille other there mone gan make , " how longe they might wyth bale abyde 628 The comynge of launcelot du ...
... hende . Than it by - felle vppon a tyde , The kinge stode by the quene & spake , Sir gaweyne standis hym be - syde , 624 Ichone tille other there mone gan make , " how longe they might wyth bale abyde 628 The comynge of launcelot du ...
43. oldal
... hende Whan he wold thus fayre a thinge Thus yonge oute of the world do wende ; For hyr biaute , wyth oute lesynge , 1000 1004 I wold fayne wetè of hyr kynde , What she was , this sweet derelynge , And in hyr lyff where she gonne lende ...
... hende Whan he wold thus fayre a thinge Thus yonge oute of the world do wende ; For hyr biaute , wyth oute lesynge , 1000 1004 I wold fayne wetè of hyr kynde , What she was , this sweet derelynge , And in hyr lyff where she gonne lende ...
59. oldal
... of mekelle myght , 1528 That Ay was cortaysè and hende , " Syr , lete vs ete , and sythen us dyght , Thys day nys nought yit gone to the ende ; Yet myght there comè suche A knyght , 1532 Bors arms for the Queen . Then comes Lancelot . 59.
... of mekelle myght , 1528 That Ay was cortaysè and hende , " Syr , lete vs ete , and sythen us dyght , Thys day nys nought yit gone to the ende ; Yet myght there comè suche A knyght , 1532 Bors arms for the Queen . Then comes Lancelot . 59.
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Allas Armys Arthur batayle battle beste blode blythe bolde Bors brother brought by-dene by-fore by-twene called comes courte dede dight downe dwelle Ector euyr fare felle fight folke foreste forthe fulle Glossary gonne grete hand haste hathe haue hende herte holde kene kinge knight kynge lady land launcelot launcelot du lake leave lenger lette lines lord loue lyffe lyonelle mador mare mayden mayne mode mordred Morte myght mykelle nere neuyr noble noght Preface Queen quene rede Rode Ryche Ryde Ryght sake sayd sette shuld slayne sone sore sorow sothe sought spake stede stode stronge syde syr gawayne thare thay ther thou thought thow thys toke tolde tyde Tylle tyme vpon vppon wele wende wente Whan wode wold wordis wound wylle wyth wyth-outen yiffe
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viii. oldal - If thou shouldst never see my face again, Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day.
viii. oldal - The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils Himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
viii. oldal - Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend t For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
viii. oldal - I am going a long way With these thou seest — if indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the island-valley of Avilion; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow. Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.
viii. oldal - For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God. But now farewell. I am going a long way With these thou seest - — if indeed I go — For all my mind is clouded with a doubt — To the...
viii. oldal - Then spoke King Arthur, breathing heavily : 'What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?' And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere : ' I heard the water lapping on the crag, And the long ripple washing in the reeds.
12. oldal - To Launcelot withouten lees. Launcelot hytte hym on the hode; The nexte way to ground he chese. Was none so stiff agayne hym stode, Fulle thynne he made the thikkest prees.
9. oldal - For to comf orte pat fayre may ; In hyr Armys she gan hym take And these wordis ganne she say : "Sir, bot yif that ye it make, Saff my lyff no leche may.
92. oldal - Syr, thynke that ye haue venquysshid many A bataille Throwgh grace that god hathe for you wrought ; ye shalle do now by my counsayle : Thynke on hym that you dere bought ; Wemen Ar frele of hyr entayle ; 2300 Sir, lettes not ynglande go to noght.
3. oldal - The kynge satte vppon his stede And forthe is went vppon his way; Sir Agraveyne for suche a nede At home by-lefte, for soth to say, 60 For men told in many a thede...