Cumnor Hall
Cumnor Hall The dews of summer nighte did falle, The moone (sweete regente of the skye) Silver’d the walles of Cumnor Halle, And manye an oake […]
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There’s Nae Luck about the House And are ye sure the news is true? And are ye sure he’s weel? Is this a time to think […]
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Piers Plowman The Prologue (B-Text) In a somer sesun, whon softe was the sonn{.e}, I schop me into a shroud, as I a scheep wer{.e}; In […]
READ MOREThe Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 01
The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 01 What this mountaigne bymeneth and the merke dale And the feld ful of folk, I shal yow faire […]
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The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 02 Yet I courbed on my knees and cried hire of grace, And seide, ” Mercy, madame, for Marie […]
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The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 03 Now is Mede the mayde and no mo of hem alle, With bedeles and baillies brought bifore the […]
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The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 04 ” Cesseth!’ seide the Kyng, ” I suffre yow no lenger. Ye shul saughtne, forsothe, and serve me […]
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The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 05 The Kyng and hise knyghtes to the kirke wente To here matyns of the day and the masse […]
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The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 06 “This were a wikkede wey but whoso hadde a gyde That [myghte] folwen us ech a foot’ — […]
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The Vision Of Piers Plowman – Part 07 Treuthe herde telle herof, and to Piers sente To taken his teme and tilien the erthe, And purchaced […]
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