Altenglisches lesebuch, herausg. von R.P. Wülcker. 2 teile [in 3 pt.].Richard Paul Wülcker 1874 |
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Página 172 - Stondeth upon the weyes, and seeth and axeth of olde pathes, that is to...
Página 88 - Accordant to hise wordes was his cheere, As techeth art of speche hem that it leere. Al be it that I kan nat sowne his stile...
Página 178 - ... deth fle fro peyne, that may thay understonde in the word of Job. that saith: ther as is the schadow of deth. Certes, a schadow hath the liknesse of the thing, of which it is a schadow...
Página 100 - As frost, him thoughte, his herte gan to colde ; For which with chaunged deedlich pale face, With-outen word, he forth bigan to pace ; And, as god wolde, he gan so faste ryde, That no wight of his contenaunce aspyde.
Página 102 - This songe when he thus songen hadde soone He fel ayein into his sikes olde ; And every nyght, as was his wone to doone, He stood, the bryghte mone to beholde ; And al his sorwe he to the moone tolde, And seyde, 'Iwis, when thow art horned newe I shal be glad, if al the world be trewe.
Página 72 - To go by ys syde, Ne grucchyng of no gedelyng To chaule ne to chyde.
Página 164 - And it is don in thoo dayes, Jhesus came fro Nazareth of Galilee and was baptisid of Joon in Jordan. And anoon he, styinge vp of the water, sayg heuenes openyd and the holy goost, cummynge doun as a culuere and dwellynge in hym.
Página 182 - THE VISION OF WILLIAM CONCERNING PIERS THE PLOWMAN, together with Vita de Dowel, Dobet, et Dobest, Secundum Wit et Resoun, by WILLIAM LANGLAND (1377 AD). The " Crowley
Página 101 - And yonder have I herd ful lustily My deere herte laughe ; and yonder pleye Saugh Ich hire oones ek ful blisfully ; And yonder oones to me gan she seye, ' Now goode swete ! love me wel, I preye ; And yond so gladly gan she me beholde, That to the deth myn herte is to hir holde.
Página 106 - With middel smal ant wel y-make ; Bote he me wolle to hire take, Forte buen hire owen make, Longe to lyuen ichulle forsake, Ant feye fallen a-doun. Nihtes when y wende ant wake, For-thi myn wonges waxeth won ; Levedi al for thine sake Longinge is y-lent me on.