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36. oldal
Sumer Is Icumen In 5 2 Sumer is icumen in , Lhude sing cuccu ; Groweth sed and bloweth med And springth the wude nu . Sing cuccu ! Awe 1 bleteth after lomb , Lhouth 2 after calve cu ; Bulluc sterteth , 3 bucke verteth ; - Murie sing ...
Sumer Is Icumen In 5 2 Sumer is icumen in , Lhude sing cuccu ; Groweth sed and bloweth med And springth the wude nu . Sing cuccu ! Awe 1 bleteth after lomb , Lhouth 2 after calve cu ; Bulluc sterteth , 3 bucke verteth ; - Murie sing ...
142. oldal
The Argument of His Book I sing of brooks , of blossoms , birds , and bowers , Of April , May , of June and July flowers . I sing of Maypoles , hock - carts , wassails , wakes , Of bridegrooms , brides , and of their bridal - cakes .
The Argument of His Book I sing of brooks , of blossoms , birds , and bowers , Of April , May , of June and July flowers . I sing of Maypoles , hock - carts , wassails , wakes , Of bridegrooms , brides , and of their bridal - cakes .
709. oldal
... 632 I cannot live with You- , 447 I caught this morning morning's minion , kingdom of daylight's dauphin , dapple - dawn - drawn Falcon , in his riding , 465 I celebrate myself , and sing myself , 404 I feed a flame within which so ...
... 632 I cannot live with You- , 447 I caught this morning morning's minion , kingdom of daylight's dauphin , dapple - dawn - drawn Falcon , in his riding , 465 I celebrate myself , and sing myself , 404 I feed a flame within which so ...
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In al his lyf unto no maner wight | 38 |
Of fustian 42 he wered a gypon | 45 |
JOHN SKELTON | 51 |
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beauty birds blood body born breath child cloud cold dark dead death delight doth dream dust earth eternal eyes face fair fall fear fire flowers give gone grace grave green grow hand hath head hear heart heaven hill hold hour land leaves light live look Lord mind morning mother move nature never night once pain pass play pleasure poor rain rest rise rose round seen sense shine sing sleep smile song soon soul sound spirit spring stand stars strong sweet tears Tell thee things thou thought tree turn unto voice walk weep wind wings young youth