The Garland of Good-will

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Percy Society, 1851 - 147 pages
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Page 89 - Crabbed age and youth Cannot live together ; Youth is full of pleasance, Age is full of care : Youth like summer morn, Age like winter weather ; Youth like summer brave, Age like winter bare. Youth is full of sport, Age's breath is short, Youth is nimble, age is lame. Youth is hot and bold, Age is weak and cold ; Youth is wild, and age is tame.
Page 93 - Met you not with my true love By the way as you came? How shall I know your true love, That have met many a one, As I went to the holy land, That have come, that have gone?
Page 94 - Know that love is a careless child And forgets promise past, He is blind, he is deaf, when he list, And in faith never fast: His desire is a dureless content, And a trustless joy; He is won with a world of despair, And is lost with a toy...
Page 20 - WHEN Arthur first in court began, And was approved king, By force of arms great victories won, And conquests home did bring ; Then into Britain straight he came, • Where fifty good and able Knights then repaired unto him, Which were of the Round Table...
Page 98 - Courage, my soldiers all ! Fight, and be valiant, And spoil you shall have ; And well rewarded all, From the great to the small ; But look that the women And children you save.
Page 109 - I have neither gold nor silver To maintain thee in this case ; And to travel is great charges, As you know, in every place.
Page 107 - WILL you hear a Spanish lady, How she woo'd an English man? Garments gay as rich as may be, Deck'd with jewels, had she on : Of a comely countenance and grace was she, Both by birth and parentage of high degree.
Page 24 - And I desire thee do thy worst.' ' Ho, ho !' quoth Tarquin, ' tho : One of us two shall end our lives Before that we do go. ' If thou be Lancelot du Lake, Then welcome shalt thou be.
Page vi - Who tooke it in her hand, And from her bended knee arose, And on her feet did stand : And casting up her eyes to heaven, Shee did for mercye calle ; And drinking up the poison stronge, Her life she lost withalle.
Page 109 - Here comes all that breeds the strife ; I in England have already A sweet woman to my wife : I will not falsify my vow for gold nor gain, Nor yet for all the fairest dames that live in Spain.

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