English Masterpieces, Volym 1P. Owen, 1957 |
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... land on our shores ? Long have I stood As coast - guard here , and kept my sea - watch , Lest harrying foe with hostile fleet Should dare to damage our Danish land . Armed men never from overseas came More openly hither . But how do ye ...
... land on our shores ? Long have I stood As coast - guard here , and kept my sea - watch , Lest harrying foe with hostile fleet Should dare to damage our Danish land . Armed men never from overseas came More openly hither . But how do ye ...
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... land . Wise men everywhere well remember him . Hither we fare with friendly purpose To seek thy lord , the son of Healfdene , The land - protector . Instruct us kindly . Bound on adventure we visit thy lord , The prince of the Danes ...
... land . Wise men everywhere well remember him . Hither we fare with friendly purpose To seek thy lord , the son of Healfdene , The land - protector . Instruct us kindly . Bound on adventure we visit thy lord , The prince of the Danes ...
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... land . " " Peace , thou false priest , " said Sir Mordred , " for an thou chafe me any more I shall make strike off thy head . " So the Bishop departed and did the cursing in the most orgulist 2 wise that might be done , and then Sir ...
... land . " " Peace , thou false priest , " said Sir Mordred , " for an thou chafe me any more I shall make strike off thy head . " So the Bishop departed and did the cursing in the most orgulist 2 wise that might be done , and then Sir ...
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MIDDLE ENGLISH LITERATURE | 58 |
GEOFFREY CHAUCER | 97 |
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1st Shep 2nd Shep 3rd Shep beauty Ben Jonson Beowulf called Chaucer court dead dear death doth earth Ecgtheow English eyes fair father fear frier give glory gold grace green Grendel hand hath head Healfdene heard heart Heaven Hell Heorot hero honor Hrothgar Hygelac Iliad John Johnson Jutes king King Arthur knight lady leave live look Lord Lord Randal Majesty mind morning mother nature never noble o'er Ovid poem poet poetry praise prince Queen quoth Robin Hood round Scyldings shal sing Sir Bedivere Sir Gawain Sir Lucan Sir Mordred song soon soul sweet sword tell thee ther thine things thou hast thought took tree twa sisters unto verse whan wife wolde words