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Adam Bell alſo anone archar aſke beſt boye Caerlel caſt Cloudeſle Dame daunce daye euery fader faſt fayre felow firſt frere freyr god game gode graunt gyue hath haue Hiſtory horſe I’le Iacke juſtice king Arthurs laſt lemman loked lord Phenix loſe loſt lyfe marchand maſter maydyn mede mery moſt muſt myght neuer neuyr offycyall ouer owr kyng parand pleaſant pray preſent pype Quod reyde ſaid ſaid Tommy Pots ſame ſawe ſay ſayd ſaye ſche ſchulde ſee ſeems ſet ſeyde ſhal ſhall ſhe ſhote ſhould ſlain ſmall ſom ſome ſon ſone ſonne ſoone ſore ſpeke ſtand ſtay ſtill ſtrong ſtyll ſuch ſyde tanner thee theſe theyr thoſe thou haſt Thou ſhalt thow thre Thumbe thy wyfe toke Tom Thumbe trewe Tyll vpon wele Whan wolde wyll Wyllyam of Cloudeſle wyſe wyth yemen yf thou
Page 9 - Thys day thy cote dyd on, If it had ben no better then myne, It had gone nere thy bone.
Page 6 - By my trouth," sayde Adam Bel, "Not by the counsell of me. " For if ye go to Caerlel, brother, And from thys wylde wode wende, If the justice mai you take, Your lyfe were at an ende." " If that I come not tomorrowe, brother, By pryme to you agayne, Truste not els but that I am take, Or else that I am slayne.
Page 79 - And all was becawse of thy peny, Therfore y gyf hyt the frely ; 260 And y gyf god a vowe thys howre, Y wyll neuyr more have paramowre, But the, myn own derlyng and wyfe, Wyth the wyll y lede my lyfe.
Page 5 - Such sightes hath ofte bene sene, — As by thre yemen of the north countrey, By them it is I meane. The one of them hight Adam Bel, The other Clym of the Clough,* The Thyrd was William of Cloudesly, An archer good ynough.
Page 26 - When the kynge this letter had red, In hys harte he syghed sore ; " Take vp the table anone," he bad.
Page 6 - Englysshe-wood for to gone. Now lith and lysten, gentylmen, That of myrthes loveth to here : Two of them were single men, The third had a wedded fere.
Page 90 - More getys he not, wythowten othe, 165 Kyng or prynce whether that he be, Be hym lefe, or be hym loth, A pore man has as mych as he. And many a man here gadrys gode All hys lyfe dayes for othyr men, 170 That he may not by the rode, Hym self onys ete of an henne ; But be he doluyn yn hys den, Anothyr schal come at hys last ende, Schal haue hys wyf and catel then, 175 That he has gadred another schal spende.
Page 12 - Take that, chylde, he sayde to thy dynner, And bryng me myne arrowe agayne . Now go we hence...
Page 113 - And, in remembrance of his name That was so strangely borne, He built a tomb of marble gray, And yeare by yeare did come To celebrate the mournefull day, And buriall of Tom Thum.