Anonymous Olde English 's Poetry, by title

• A Creature Is That Humane Flesh Deuoures

  A creature is that humane flesh deuoures,
    From out whose bowels fatnesse may be taken,

  9 lines
• A Dyttie To Hey Downe

  Who sekes to tame the blustering winde,
  Or causse the floods bend to his wyll,

  33 lines
• A Hymn to the Virgin

  Of on that is so fayr and bright
  \Velut maris stella,\

  27 lines
• A Lamentable Ballad Of The Lady's Fall. To The Tune Of In Pescod Time

  Marke well my heavy, dolefull tale,
  You loyall lovers all,

  168 lines
• A Newe Ballade Made Of Thomas Crumwel, Called Trolle On Away

  Trolle on away, trolle on awaye,
  Synge heave and howe rombelowe trolle on away.

  82 lines
• A Pleasant Ballad Of King Henry II. And The Miller Of Mansfield

  Part the First.
  Henry, our royall kind, would ride a hunting

  282 lines
• A Praise of his Lady

  GIVE place, you ladies, and begone!
    Boast not yourselves at all!

  68 lines
• A Robyn, Jolly Robyn

  A Robyn,
  Jolly Robyn,

  28 lines
• A Song Bewailing The Time Of Christmas, So Much Decayed In England

  Christmas is my name, for have I gone, have I gone, have I gone,
  Have I gone without regard;

  75 lines, 1 comment
• Adam Bell, Clym of the Clough, and William of Cloudesly

  Part the First
  Mery it was in the grene forest

  856 lines
• Adam Lay Ibounden

  Adam lay ibounden,
      Bounden in a bond.

  16 lines, 2 comments
• Alison

  Bytuene Mershe and Averil
  When spray biginneth to springe,

  50 lines
• Alli Verifiglioli Delle Muse

  Ye moderne Lawreats famousd for your writ,
  VVho for your pregnance may in Delos dwelt,

  37 lines
• An Old Epitaph Found In Bedford

  Mary Wryte and her mother
  Her father ande brother--

  11 lines
• Ancient Boar's Head Carol. In die natiuitat

  Nowell, nowell, nowell, nowell,
  Tydyng' gode y thyngke to telle

  16 lines, 1 comment
• Appletrees

  Sweet appletree, your branches delight me,
  Luxuriantly budding my pride and joy!

  106 lines, 2 comments
• As ye came from the Holy Land

  As ye came from the holy land
  Of Walsinghame,

  44 lines
• Athelston

  Lord that is off myghtys most,
  Fadyr and Sone and Holy Gost,

  884 lines
• Balade In Praise of Chaucer

  Master Geffray Chauser, that now lyth in grave,
  The nobyll rethoricien, and poet of Gret Bretayne,

  8 lines
• Balow

  BALOW, my babe, lie still and sleep!
  It grieves me sore to see thee weep.

  54 lines
• Beleeue Me Now I Tell It For No Tale

  Beleeue me now I tell it for no tale,
    There is a Queene, or else a Goddesse t'one,

  11 lines
• Beowulf (The Prelude)

  LO, praise of the prowess of people-kings
  of spear-armed Danes, in days long sped,

  53 lines, 3 comments
• Beowulf (Episode 01)

  Now Beowulf bode in the burg of the Scyldings,
  leader beloved, and long he ruled

  62 lines
• Beowulf (Episode 02)

  WENT he forth to find at fall of night
  that haughty house, and heed wherever

  74 lines
• Beowulf (Episode 03)

  THUS seethed unceasing the son of Healfdene
  with the woe of these days; not wisest men

  69 lines
• Beowulf (Episode 04)

  To him the stateliest spake in answer;
  the warriors' leader his word-hoard unlocked: --

  62 lines, 1 comment
• Beowulf (Episode 05)

  STONE-BRIGHT the street: it showed the way
  to the crowd of clansmen. Corselets glistened

  52 lines
• Beowulf (Episode 06)

  HROTHGAR answered, helmet of Scyldings: --
  "I knew him of yore in his youthful days;

  86 lines
• Beowulf (Episode 07)

  HROTHGAR spake, the Scyldings'-helmet: --
  "For fight defensive, Friend my Beowulf,

  43 lines
• Beowulf (Episode 08)

  UNFERTH spake, the son of Ecglaf,
  who sat at the feet of the Scyldings' lord,

  61 lines

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