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nedes be rounde, and that yt is in circumference above xxi. M. myle."--"C.Of certeyne points of cosmographye -- and of dyvers st ...
in praise of their cruel ancestors. See hisShort View of Eng. History, 8vo. p. 17. (The Preface is dated 1734). Laneham, p. 37. ...
drinking-schools, taverns, &c. be continually haunted with the contaminous vapours of it; nay (if it be possible) bring it i ...
Induct, to Ben Jonson'sBartholomew-fair: An ancient satirical piece, calledThe Black Booke, Lond. 1604, 4to. talks of "The sixp ...
players, when there were more parts than there were persons, or that it was not thought meet to trouble... princes chambers with ...
I. Adam Bell, Clym of the Clough, and William of Cloudesly. ................................ These were three noted outlaws, who ...
Lond. 1791," 8vo., the variations from which, that occur in the following copy, are selected from many others in the folio MS. a ...
There he knocked at hys owne windòwe Shortlye and anone. "Wher be you, fayre Alyce," he sayd, "My wife and chyldren three? Lyght ...
Wyllyam hearde great noyse of folkes, That thither-ward fast hyed. Alyce opened a backe windòwe, And loked all aboute, She was w ...
"For Christes love do them no harme, But wreke you all on me." Wyllyam shot so wonderous well, Tyll hys arrowes were all agoe, A ...
They sayde "to hange a good yeman, Called Wyllyam of Cloudeslè. That lytle boye was the towne swyne-heard, And kept fayre Alyces ...
Let us saye we be messengers, Streyght come nowe from our king." Adam said, "I have a letter written, Now let us wysely werke, W ...
And caste hym in a depe dongeòn, And toke hys keys hym fro. "Now am I porter," sayd Adam Bel, "Se brother, the keys are here, Th ...
"Brother, se you marke the justyce wel; Lo yonder you may him se: "And at the shyrife shote I wyll Strongly wyth an arrowe kene; ...
Many a woman sayde alas! And many theyr handes dyd wryng. The mayre of Carleile forth com was, Wyth hym a ful great route: These ...
As they sat in Englyshe-wood, Under the green-wode tre, They thought they heard a woman wepe, But her they mought not se. Sore t ...
"Alyce shal be at our sojournyng In a nunnery here besyde; My tow sonnes shall wyth her go, And there they shall abyde. "Myne el ...
"Ye shal be dead without mercy, As I am kynge of this lande." He commanded his officers everichone, Fast on them to lay hande. T ...
But, good my lord, speke som mery word, That comfort they might se." "I graunt you grace," then sayd our king; "Washe, felos, an ...
When the kynge this letter had red, In hys harte he syghed sore: "Take up the tables anone," he bad, "For I may eat no more." Th ...
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