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Up - on his bere ay lyth this innocent Biforn the chief auter , ” whyl masse laste , And after that , the abbot with his covent Han sped hem for to burien him ful faste ; And whan they holy water on him caste , Yet spak this child ...
Up - on his bere ay lyth this innocent Biforn the chief auter , ” whyl masse laste , And after that , the abbot with his covent Han sped hem for to burien him ful faste ; And whan they holy water on him caste , Yet spak this child ...
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For whan I fele a - night your softe syde , Al - be - it that I may nat on you ryde , For that our perche is maad so narwe , alas ! I am so ful of joye and of solas That I defye bothe sweven and dreem . ” And with that word he fley doun ...
For whan I fele a - night your softe syde , Al - be - it that I may nat on you ryde , For that our perche is maad so narwe , alas ! I am so ful of joye and of solas That I defye bothe sweven and dreem . ” And with that word he fley doun ...
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O Gaufred , 18 dere mayster soverayn , That , whan thy worthy king Richard was slayn With shot , compleynedest his deth so sore , Why ne hadde I now thy sentence and thy lore , The Friday for to chyde , as diden ye ?
O Gaufred , 18 dere mayster soverayn , That , whan thy worthy king Richard was slayn With shot , compleynedest his deth so sore , Why ne hadde I now thy sentence and thy lore , The Friday for to chyde , as diden ye ?
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| Pealkiri | English Masterpieces: From the beginnings through the XVIII century 1. köide of English Masterpieces, Hunley Whatley Herrinton |
| Autor | Hunley Whatley Herrinton |
| Publisher | P. Owen, 1957 |
| Original from | California Ülikool |
| Digitized | 26 sept. 2007 |
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