1. Rise, oh my Soul, with thy desires to Heaven,
And with Divinest contemplation, use
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Christ Church MS.
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QUHEN Flora had o'erfret the firth
In May of every moneth queen;
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IN somer when the shawes be sheyne,
And leves be large and long,
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He. BE it right or wrong, these men among
On women do complain;
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MY heart is high above, my body is full of bliss,
For I am set in luve as well as I would wiss
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BALOW, my babe, lie still and sleep!
It grieves me sore to see thee weep.
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When that Phebus his chaire of gold so hy Had whirled up the sterry sky aloft,
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In Carleile dwelt King Arthur, A prince of passing might;
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O lewde book, with thy foole rudenesse, Sith thou hast neither beautee n'eloquence,
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Our king he kept a false stewarde, Sir Aldingar they him call;
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Part the First
King Arthur lives in merry Carleile,
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The Lamentable and Tragical History of Titus Adronicus, &c. You noble minds, and famous martiall wights,
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There was a shepherds daughter Came tripping on the waye,
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A moth, I thought, munching a word.
How marvellously weird! a worm
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O LUSTY May, with Flora queen!
The balmy dropis from Phoebus sheen
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NOW Robin Hood, Will Scadlock and Little John Are walking over the plain,
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Fitt 1 Lithes and listneth and harkeneth aright,
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SHALL I thus ever long, and be no whit the neare?
And shall I still complain to thee, the which me will not hear?
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Alone walking, In thought pleyning, And sore sighing, All desolate,
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"How long shall fortune faile me nowe, And harrowe me with fear and dread?
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A ballad made by one of the adherents to Simon de Montfort, Earl of Leicester, soon after the battle of Lewes, which was fought May 14,
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The woefull lamentation of Jane Shore, a goldsmith's wife in London, sometime king Edward IV. his concubine. To the tune of 'Live with m
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Will ze gae to the ew-bughts, Marion, And wear in the sheip wi' mee?
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Good Muse, rocke me aslepe With some sweete harmony;
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You beauteous ladyes, great and small, I write unto you one and all,
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Was ever knight for ladyes sake
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Part the First.
When Flora 'gins to decke the fields
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O waly, waly up the bank, And waly, waly down the brae,
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