William Langland's Poetry, by written

• Piers Plowman The Prologue (B-Text)

  In a somer sesun, whon softe was the sonn{.e},
  I schop me into a shroud, as I a scheep wer{.e};

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• Pilgrimage In Search Of Do-Well

    Thus y-robed in russet . romed I aboute
    Al in a somer seson . for to seke Do-wel;

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 01

  What this mountaigne bymeneth and the merke dale
  And the feld ful of folk, I shal yow faire shewe.

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 02

  Yet I courbed on my knees and cried hire of grace,
  And seide, " Mercy, madame, for Marie love of hevene,

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 03

  Now is Mede the mayde and no mo of hem alle,
  With bedeles and baillies brought bifore the Kyng.

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 04

  " Cesseth!' seide the Kyng, " I suffre yow no lenger.
  Ye shul saughtne, forsothe, and serve me bothe.

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 05

  The Kyng and hise knyghtes to the kirke wente
  To here matyns of the day and the masse after.

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 06

  "This were a wikkede wey but whoso hadde a gyde
  That [myghte] folwen us ech a foot' -- thus this folk hem mened.

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 07

  Treuthe herde telle herof, and to Piers sente
  To taken his teme and tilien the erthe,

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 08

  Thus yrobed in russet I romed aboute
  Al a somer seson for to seke Dowel,

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 09

  "Sire Dowel dwelleth,' quod Wit, "noght a day hennes
  In a castel that Kynde made of foure kynnes thynges.

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 10

  Thanne hadde Wit a wif, was hote Dame Studie,
  That lene was of lere and of liche bothe.

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 11

  Thanne Scriptare scorned me and a skile tolde,
  And lakked me in Latyn and light by me sette,

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 12

  " I am Ymaginatif,' quod he, "ydel was I nevere,
  Though I sitte by myself, in siknesse nor in helthe.

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 13

  And I awaked therwith, witlees nerhande,
  And as a freke that fey were, forth gan I walke

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 14

  "I have but oon hool hater,' quod Haukyn, "I am the lasse to blame
  Though it be soiled and selde clene — I slepe therinne o n

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 15

  Ac after my wakynge it was wonder longe
  Er I koude kyndely knowe what was Dowel.

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 16

  "Now faire falle yow,' quod I tho, "for youre faire shewyng!
  For Haukyns love the Actif Man evere I shal yow lovye.

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 17

  "I am Spes, a spie,' quod he, "and spire after a knyght
  That took me a maundement upon the mount of Synay

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 18

  Wolleward and weetshoed wente I forth after
  As a recchelees renk that [reccheth of no wo],

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 19

  Thus I awaked and wroot what I hadde ydremed,
  And dighte me derely, and dide me to chirche,

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• The Vision Of Piers Plowman - Part 20

  Thanne as I wente by the way, whan I was thus awaked,
  Hevy chered I yede, and elenge in herte;

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