The Poetical Works of John Skelton (Vol. 1&2). John Skelton

The Poetical Works of John Skelton (Vol. 1&2) - John Skelton


Скачать книгу
wot well all I was of no great yeld:

      When death approchyth, then lost is the felde:

      Then sythen this world me no longer vphelde,

      In manus tuas, Domine, my spirite vp I yelde,

      O ye curtes commyns, your hertis vnbrace

      Benyngly now to pray for me also;

      For ryght wel you know your kyng I was,

      Et, ecce, nunc in pulvere dormio!

      “For the world hathe conformid me to fall.”

      “Now is ther no helpe but pray for my sovle.”

      “What ys it to trust the mutabylyte

      Of this world whan no thyng may endure.”

      “And more to encrese was myne entent

      And not beynge ware who shuld it ocupye.”

      “Wynsore and eton and many oder mo

      As Westmynster Eltham and sone went I from all.”

      And so, with slight variation, in Nash’s Quaternio: see notes.

      “Now are we departid [i.e. parted] onto domys day.”

      “For nought would conserue mee here in this place.”

      MS.:

      “Ne nougt wold concerue me my place.”

       Table of Contents

       Ad dominum properato meum, mea pagina, Percy,

       Qui Northumbrorum jura paterna gerit;


Скачать книгу