But now I must do somethyng more than sighe; And then an arrowe from the bowe drew he.
So from the face of Mervyn Tewdor brave The Normans eftsoons fled awaie aghaste; And lefte behynde their bowe and asenglave.
And now an arrowe from a bowe unwote Into Erle Cuthbert's harte eftsoons dyd flee; Who dying sayd; ah me!
He tooke a brasen crosse-bowe in his honde, And drewe it harde with all hys myghte amein, Ne doubtyng but the bravest in the londe Han by his soundynge arrowe-lede bene sleyne.
By hir side stoode a little winged boy smiling, with his bowe and arrowes.
At which the god of love gan loken rowe Right for despyt, and shoop for to ben wroken; He kidde anoon his bowe nas not broken; For sodeynly he hit him at the fulle; And yet as proud a pekok can he pulle.
Lo, holde thee at thy triste cloos, and I Shal wel the deer un-to thy bowe dryve.
Moilethon is a bowe shot from Aberpowle, from whence ferrie [Sidenote: Conte.
He is the levein of the bred, Which soureth al the past aboute: Men oghte wel such on to doute, For evere his bowe is redi bent, And whom he hit I telle him schent, 450 If he mai perce him with his tunge.
And if so is sche bidde noght, What thing that thanne into my thoght Comth ferst of that I mai suffise, I bowe and profre my servise, 1130 Somtime in chambre, somtime in halle, Riht as I se the times falle.
Withinne a time and therupon Befell that with a bowe on honde, To hunte and gamen forto fonde, Into that wode goth to pleie Hir Sone Archas, and in his weie It hapneth that this bere cam.
Whan sche under the wodesschawe Hire child behield, sche was so glad, That sche with bothe hire armes sprad, As thogh sche were in wommanhiede, Toward him cam, and tok non hiede Of that he bar a bowe bent.
The fourth outlawe his bowe gan bende, And that was Robyn Hode, And that behelde the proud sheryfe, All by the but as he stode.
An apple upon his head he set, And then his bowe he bent: Syxe score paces they were outmet, And thether Cloudesle went.
Yelde thee, Cloudesle,’ sayd the justise, ‘And thybowe and thy arrowes the fro.
There is no man in this countrë May have the knyghtës londes, Whyle Robyn Hode may ryde or gone, And bere a bowe in his hondes, 364.
Thus endeth the lives of these good yemen; God send them eternall blysse, And all that with hand-bowe shoteth, That of heven they may never mysse!
There he drew out fayre brode arrowe, Hys bowe was great and longe, He set that arrowe in his bowe, That was both styffe and stronge.
I geve thee eightene pence a day, And my bowe shalt thou bere, And over all the north countre I make the chyfe rydere.
It was upon a mery day That yonge men wolde go shete; Lytell Johnn fet his bowe anone, And sayde he wolde them mete.
Take hym thre yerdes of every coloure, 285 And loke that well mete it be:" Lytell Johan toke none other mesure But his bowe tre.
Gandeleyn lokyd hym est and lokyd west, And sowt vnder the sunne, He saw a lytil boy 35 He clepyn Wrennok of Doune: A goodbowe in his hond, A brod arewe therine, And fowre and xx goode arwys Trusyd in a thrumme.
There he drew out a fayr brode arrowe, 245 Hys bowe was great and longe, He set that arrowe in his bowe, That was both styffe and stronge.
Methought they did mee beate and binde, And tooke my bowe mee froe; Iff I be Robin alive in this lande, 15 Ile be wroken on them towe.
It was upon a mery day, 5 That yonge men wolde go shete,[L6] Lytell Johan fet hisbowe anone, And sayd he wolde them mete.
And my bowe shalt thou beare, And over all the north countre, I make the chyfe rydere.
Full many a bowe there was bent, And arowes let they glyde, Many a kyrtell there was rent, 75 And hurt many a syde.
An apple upon his head he set, And then his bowe he bent; Syxe score paces they were out met, And thether Cloudesle went.
Then John bent up his long bende-bowe, 65 And fetteled him to shoote: The bowe was made of tender boughe, And fell downe to his foote.
Thus endeth the lives of these good yemen, God send them eternall blysse, 290 And all that with hande bowe shoteth, That of heaven may never mysse!
After them also came sixe more pages of honour, clothed in cloth of gold, euery one hauing his bowe in his hand, and his fawchine of the Turkes fashion by his side.
They cut a branch of a bowe and binde it hard, and hange an earthen pot vpon it, which they emptie euery morning and euery euening, and still it and put in certaine dried raysins, and it becommeth very strong wine in short time.
When any man spake to him, he would lay his hand vpon his brest and bowe himselfe, but would not speake.
Of holy chirche we ben children alle, And every child is holde for to bowe 240 Unto the moder, how that ever it falle, Or elles he mot reson disalowe.
For worse it is to breke than bowe, certayn, And better bowe than fal to sodaynly!
To bowe to him I was fulle faine, And yielde mee to his hand: And but for a lothly ladye, there 15 I sholde have lost my land.
Moilethon is a bowe shot from Aberpowle, from whence [Sidenote: Conte.
Biforn hir stood hir sone Cupido, Up-on his shuldres winges hadde he two; And blind he was, as it is ofte sene; 1965 A bowe he bar and arwes brighte and kene.
A bowe he bar, and arwes brighte and kene; He hadde up-on a courtepy of grene; An hat up-on his heed with frenges blake.
In gaude grene hir statue clothed was, With bowe in honde, and arwes in a cas.
Love wol consent, That me assailith with bowe bent, To draw myn herte out of his honde, Which is so quikly in his bonde?
The God of Love, with bowe bent, 1715 That al day set hadde his talent To pursuen and to spyen me, Was stonding by a fige-tree.
Down another lane then came a noisy sound of feet, incautiously pattering on the hard ground to the accompaniment of some raucous talk.
Since then nobody I have seen has even mentioned the great Catholic mission.
This meant that the whole vast semicircle to the northeast and the southeast was being thrown up.
Methought they did me beate and binde, And tooke my bowe me froe; Iff I be Robin alive in this lande Ile be wroken on them towe.
Robin Hood swam to a bush of broome, The fryer to a wigger[36] wand; Bold Robin Hood is gone to shore, And took his bowe in his hand.
Then John bent up his long bende-bowe, And fettled him to shoote: The bowe was made of tender boughe, And fell downe at his foote.
And never an archer gave regarde To halfe a bowe and halfe a yarde, I never see matches goe more harde About the cittie of London.
Forsothe, I trowe, you and your bowe Shuld drawe for fere behynde: And noo merueyle; for lytel auayle Were in your councel than: Wherfore I too the woode wyl goo Alone a banysshd man.
I shal as now do more for you That longeth to womanhed; To short my here, a bowe to bere, To shote in tyme of nede.
The plaine betweene both the branches is sometimes one crosse-bowe shot ouer.
M369) When they goe to warre, their King marcheth first, with a clubbe in the one hand, and his bowe in the other, with his quiuer full of arrowes.
All which time, before the Gods my knee shall bowe my prayers to them for you Anth.
Mr. Bowe took Chris' words up so quickly that Jerry thought his father was angry with Chris.
That surprising father of Jerry's wagged his head solemnly with such a comical look that Jerry shrieked with delight as Mr. Bowe turned a handspring that carried him through the curtains into another part of the tent.
Bowe would sound very much like Jerry Elbow to any one who didn't know.
I have," said Mrs. Bowe and took several bills from her bag and pressed them into Mrs. Mullarkey's hands.
I will if Mr. Bowe thinks it will be best for the children," she replied.
The police of the country had been searching for him and Mr. Bowe had spent thousands of dollars in the effort to find him.
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