Standard English Poems: Spenser to TennysonH. Holt, 1899 - 749 oldal |
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3. oldal
... says , ' or whos men that ye be : Who gave youe leave to hunte in this Chyviat chays , in the spyt of myn and of me . ' The first mane that ever him an answear mayd , yt was the good lord Persë : ' We wyll not tell the whoys men we ar ...
... says , ' or whos men that ye be : Who gave youe leave to hunte in this Chyviat chays , in the spyt of myn and of me . ' The first mane that ever him an answear mayd , yt was the good lord Persë : ' We wyll not tell the whoys men we ar ...
4. oldal
... says nay ; Be my troth , doughttë Doglas , ' he says , ' thow shalt never se that day . 85 Nethar in Ynglonde , Skottlonde , nar France , nor for no man of a woman born , But , and fortune be my chance , 90 I dar met him , on man for on ...
... says nay ; Be my troth , doughttë Doglas , ' he says , ' thow shalt never se that day . 85 Nethar in Ynglonde , Skottlonde , nar France , nor for no man of a woman born , But , and fortune be my chance , 90 I dar met him , on man for on ...
7. oldal
... wear nat in Cristiantë then that day slan wear ther . An archar off Northomberlonde say slean was the lorde Persë ; He bar a bende bowe in his hand , was made off trusti tre . 185 An arow , that a cloth - yarde was CHEVY CHASE 7.
... wear nat in Cristiantë then that day slan wear ther . An archar off Northomberlonde say slean was the lorde Persë ; He bar a bende bowe in his hand , was made off trusti tre . 185 An arow , that a cloth - yarde was CHEVY CHASE 7.
12. oldal
... say na sae , my master deir , For I feir a deadlie storme . 25 Late late yestreen I saw the new moone , Wi the auld moone in hir arme , And I feir , I feir , my deir master , That we will cum to harme . ' 30 O our Scots nobles wer richt ...
... say na sae , my master deir , For I feir a deadlie storme . 25 Late late yestreen I saw the new moone , Wi the auld moone in hir arme , And I feir , I feir , my deir master , That we will cum to harme . ' 30 O our Scots nobles wer richt ...
13. oldal
... says he'll never lo'e me mair . Noo Arthur's seat sall be my bed , The sheets sall neir be press'd by me ; Saint Anton's well sall be my drink ; Since my true love's forsaken me . Martinmas wind , when wilt thou blaw , And shake the ...
... says he'll never lo'e me mair . Noo Arthur's seat sall be my bed , The sheets sall neir be press'd by me ; Saint Anton's well sall be my drink ; Since my true love's forsaken me . Martinmas wind , when wilt thou blaw , And shake the ...
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