Poems found: 74
BEWAR Y REDE YOU LOKE HERE NOT VPON
HONURE AND PRAYS AS MOT TO HIM HABOUND
HOW HAS GOD MADE HER GOOD TO SEE
I PUT MY SELF UNTO YOURE MERCY LO
LAS MERCY WHER SHAL MYN HERT YOW FYND
LAS! MORT QUI T'A FAIT SI HARDIE
LE TEMPS A LAISSE SON MANTEAU ...'
LOOKING TOWARDS THE LAND OF FRANCE
ME THINK THOU ART UNKIND AS IN THIS CASE
MORE THEN THE DETH NYS THYNG UNTO ME LEEF
MY HERTLY LOVE IS IN YOUR GOVERNAUNS
MYN HERT HATH SENS GLAD HOPE IN HYS MESSAGE
NE WERE MY TREWE INNOCENT HERT
O THOU FORTUNE WHICH HAST THE GOUERNANCE
OF DARTS FROM LATTICE SHOT BEWARE
OF FORTUNE DOST THOU MY DETH CONSPYRE
SECUND DAY OF FAYRE FRESSHE LUSTY MAY
SO FAYRE SO FRESHE WSO GOODELEY ON TO SE
SPRING; WRITTEN WHILE A PRISONER IN ENGLAND
THE FAIREST THING IN MORTAL EYES
THE SUMMER'S HARBINGERS ARE HERE
TO LONGE FOR SHAME AND ALL TO LONGE TREWLY
TO THE ALLONLY THYS COMPLEYNT I MAKE
WHAN FRESSHE PHEBUS DAY OF SEYNT VALENTYN
WHAN SHAL THOW COME GLAD HOPE FRO THE VYAGE
WHAT CAUSETH THE TO BE MYN ADERARIE
WHEN Y REVOLUE IN MY REMEMBRAUNCE
WHOLE TREASURE OF ALL WORLDLY BLISS
YE SHUL BE PAYD AFTER YOUR WHYLFULNES