Early English Poetry, Ballads, and Popular Literature of the Middle Ages, Volume 22 |
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Page 11
He was not troubled that tyme with jelowsy , Than was no body to do that vylany .
No horned kyddes were lyvyng at that tyme , Longe after this began this cursed
cryme . Than was no cocko , betwene the eest and west To laye wronge egges ...
He was not troubled that tyme with jelowsy , Than was no body to do that vylany .
No horned kyddes were lyvyng at that tyme , Longe after this began this cursed
cryme . Than was no cocko , betwene the eest and west To laye wronge egges ...
Page 16
The eclypse is therof a playne experymente , Of the sone or mone , which ,
whane it dothe fall , Is never one tyme of the day in placys all ; Yet the eclyps
generally is alwaye In the hole worlde as one tyme beynge ; But whan we that
dwell here ...
The eclypse is therof a playne experymente , Of the sone or mone , which ,
whane it dothe fall , Is never one tyme of the day in placys all ; Yet the eclyps
generally is alwaye In the hole worlde as one tyme beynge ; But whan we that
dwell here ...
Page 37
What kyndes of meate , both flesshe and fysshe , Have I , poor knave , to the table
caryed , From tyme to tyme , dysshe after dysshe ; My legges from goynge never
ceased ! What runnynge had I for apples and nuttes ! What callynge for ...
What kyndes of meate , both flesshe and fysshe , Have I , poor knave , to the table
caryed , From tyme to tyme , dysshe after dysshe ; My legges from goynge never
ceased ! What runnynge had I for apples and nuttes ! What callynge for ...
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