The Rowley Poems by Thomas Chatterton
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Mynsterres[52] alleyn[53] can boaste the hallie[54] Seyncte,
Now doeth Englonde weare a bloudie dresse And wyth her champyonnes gore her face depeyncte; Peace fledde, disorder sheweth her dark rode[55], And thorow ayre doth flie, yn garments steyned with bloude. 60 [Footnote 1: _Smething_, smoking; in some copies _bletheynge_, but in the original as above.] [Footnote 2: deadly.] [Footnote 3: pluck or pull.] [Footnote 4: _Surcote_, a cloke, or mantel, which hid all the other dress.] [Footnote 5: shepherds.] [Footnote 6: abruptly, so Chaucer, Syke he abredden dyd attourne.] [Footnote 7: affright.] [Footnote 8: Added.] [Footnote 9: sad.] [Footnote 10: woeful, lamentable.] [Footnote 11: the Devil.] |
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