Robene, in dule I am so drest, That lufewill be my bone.
Robene answerit, "Be the rude, Na thing of lufe I knaw, 10 Bot keipis my scheip undir yone wud; Lo quhair thay raik on raw.
Th]are es na tonge in erth may tell of lufe [th]e swetnesse.
In lufe be owre lykyng, I ne wate na better wane, 55 For me and my lufyng lufe makes bath be ane.
Th]at stedfastly in lufe kan dwell, his ioy es endlesse.
Summa, ye will say yat he makis lufe to me; of ye quhilk I tak sa greit pleasure, yat I enter never where he is, bot incontinent I tak ye seiknes of my sair syde, I am sa troubillit with it.
But as to ony utheris that wald persew him, at least he wald sell his lyfe deir eneuch; but he suspectit na body, nor yit wald not, but wald lufe all yat I lufit.
God forgive me, and God give zow, my only lufe, the hap and prosperitie quhilk zour humble and faithful lufe desyris unto zow, quha hopis to be schortly ane uther thing to zow for the reward of my irksome travellis.
How lyflie he and amorous Stuart sing Quhen lufe and bewtie bid them spred the wing!
To lufe and to be wyiss, To rege[1346] with gud adwyiss.
Thairfoir go, with thy lufe remane, And lat me leif thus vnmolest; And se that thou cum nocht agane, Bot byd with hir thow luvis best.
Thair is no man, I say, that can Both lufe and to be wyiss.
Lufe is ane fervent fyre Kendillit without desyre, Schort plesour, lang displesour, Repentence is the hyre.
Squier, but lufe and but drede to do mys, is unworthy to the Ordre.
And for his lufe that bocht us deir Think on the BLUDY SERK!
And amorously lift up your hedis all, Thank Lufe that list you to his merci call!
For lufe of me thou keipt gude countinence, Honest and chaist in conversatioun; 555 Of all wemen protectour and defence Thou was, and helpit thair opinioun.
Douchtir, for thy lufe this man hes gret dyseys, Quod the bysmeyr with the slekyt speche; Rew on hym, it is meryte hys pane to meys: Syk poyd makcrellis for Lucifer beyn leche.
Quhidder haistis he sa fast from hys behufe 5 Beseik hym grant ontil his wrachyt lufe This lattir reward, sen algatis he wil fle; Tary quhil wynd blaw soft, and stabill see.
And quhen his lufe saw this myscheif, atanys Out our the wall scho lap, and brak hir banys.
The gyld and ryot Tyrryanys dowblit for joy, Syne the rerd followit of the ȝonkeris of Troy: Onhappy Dido alsso set all hir mycht 25 With sermondis seir forto prolong the nycht, The langsum lufe drynkand inwart ful cald.
Thocht thou large stremys sched apon the rude, A drop had bene sufficient of thy blude A thousand warldis to haue redemyt, I grant; Bot thou the well of mercy wald nocht skant, Ws to provoik to lufe the, and be gude.
Summa, ze will say yat he makis lufe to me: of ye quhilk I tak sa greit plesure, yat I enter never where he is, bot incontinent I tak ye seiknes of my sair syde, I am sa troubillit with it.
God forgive me, and God give zow, my only lufe, the hap and prosperitie quhilk your humble and faithful lufedesyris unto zow, quha hopis to be schortly ane uther thing to zow, for the reward of my irksum travellis.
Mine gebrodhru, ne lufige ge dha wundra the magon beon gemaene godum and yfelum, ac lufiadh tha tacna the sind sinderlice godra manna, thaet synd sodhre lufe and arfaestnysse tacna.
Petrus diacon se fram frymthe his iugothhades mid freondlicre lufe wæs hiwcuthlice to me getheoded and getogen .
The above list will hopefully give you a few useful examples demonstrating the appropriate usage of "lufe" in a variety of sentences. We hope that you will now be able to make sentences using this word.
