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... Kyng Richard after the conquest nyne , and [ in ] alle the grammere scoles of Engelond children lereth Frensche and construeth , and lerneth an ' Englische , & c . ' About the same time , or rather before , the students of our ...
... Kyng Richard after the conquest nyne , and [ in ] alle the grammere scoles of Engelond children lereth Frensche and construeth , and lerneth an ' Englische , & c . ' About the same time , or rather before , the students of our ...
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... kyng of Engelonde , and somedele eke bifore ; The eihtethe he was that com aftur Kinewolfe the kynge , That seynt Berin dude to cristendome in Engelonde furst brynge Seynt Austen hedde bifore to cristendom i brouht Athelbryt the goode ...
... kyng of Engelonde , and somedele eke bifore ; The eihtethe he was that com aftur Kinewolfe the kynge , That seynt Berin dude to cristendome in Engelonde furst brynge Seynt Austen hedde bifore to cristendom i brouht Athelbryt the goode ...
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... kyng , that now in hevene is , And the bisscoppe of Wircester Brytthege is hette I wis , & c . Bisscop hym made the holi man seynt Edward vre kynge And undirfonge his dignitie , and tok hym cros and ringe . His bushopreke he wust wel ...
... kyng , that now in hevene is , And the bisscoppe of Wircester Brytthege is hette I wis , & c . Bisscop hym made the holi man seynt Edward vre kynge And undirfonge his dignitie , and tok hym cros and ringe . His bushopreke he wust wel ...
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... hue sohten other on his lond brohten . But I hasten to that part of the story where prince Horne appears at the court of the king of Westnesse . 1 Listen . • Companions 3 Alike . The kyng com into hall , among his knyghtes alle.
... hue sohten other on his lond brohten . But I hasten to that part of the story where prince Horne appears at the court of the king of Westnesse . 1 Listen . • Companions 3 Alike . The kyng com into hall , among his knyghtes alle.
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Thomas Warton. The kyng com into hall , among his knyghtes alle , Forth he cleped Athelbrus , his stewarde , him seyde thus : ' Steward tal thou here my fundling for to lere , ' Of some mystere of woode and of ryvere1 , ' And toggen othe ...
Thomas Warton. The kyng com into hall , among his knyghtes alle , Forth he cleped Athelbrus , his stewarde , him seyde thus : ' Steward tal thou here my fundling for to lere , ' Of some mystere of woode and of ryvere1 , ' And toggen othe ...
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Página 631 - Then shalt thou know beauty but lent, And wish and want as I have done. Now cease, my lute, this is the last 'Labour, that thou and I shall waste ; And ended is that we begun : Now is this song both sung and past ; My lute, be still, for I have done.
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