Lament For The Makers By William Dunbar
Lament For The Makers By William Dunbar I that in heill wes and gladnes, Am trublit now with gret seiknes, And feblit with infermite; Timor mortis conturbat me. Our plesance heir is all vane glory, This fals warld is bot transitory, The flesche is brukle, the Fend is sle; Timor mortis conturbat me. The stait […]
Done is a battle by William Dunbar
Done is a battle on the dragon black, Our champion Christ confoundit has his force; The yetis of hell are broken with a crack, The sign triumphal raisit is of the cross, The devillis trymmillis with hiddous voce, The saulis are borrowit and to the bliss can go, Christ with his bloud our ransonis dois […]
A Ballad of Our Lady (Ave Maria, gracia plena)
A Ballad of Our Lady (Ave Maria, gracia plena) Hale, sterne superne, hale in eterne, In Godis sicht to schyne! Lucerne in derne for to discerne Be glory and grace devyne; Hodiern, modern, sempitern, Angelicall regyne! Our tern inferne for to dispern, Helpe, rialest rosyne. Ave Maria, gracia plena! Haile, fresche floure femynyne! Yerne us […]
The Amendis to the Telyouris and Sowtaris for the Turnament maid on thame
The Amendis to the Telyouris and Sowtaris for the Turnament maid on thame by William Dunbar (1450-1513 or 1530) Betuix twell houris and ellevin, I dremed ane angell came fra Hevin With plesand stevin sayand on hie, Telyouris and Sowtaris, blist be ye. In Hevin hie ordand is your place, Aboif all Sanctis in […]
To the City of London by William Dunbar
To the City of London by William Dunbar London, thou art of town{.e}s A per se. Soveraign of cities, semeliest in sight, Of high renoun, riches, and royaltie; Of lordis, barons, and many goodly knyght; Of most delectable lusty ladies bright; Of famous prelatis in habitis clericall; Of merchauntis full of substaunce and myght: London, […]
To a Lady by William Dunbar
To a Lady by William Dunbar SWEET rois of vertew and of gentilness, Delytsum lily of everie lustynes, Richest in bontie and in bewtie clear, And everie vertew that is wenit dear, Except onlie that ye are mercyless Into your garth this day I did persew; There saw I flowris that fresche were of hew; […]
On the Nativity of Christ by William Dunbar
On the Nativity of Christ by William Dunbar RORATE coeli desuper! Hevins, distil your balmy schouris! For now is risen the bricht day-ster, Fro the rose Mary, flour of flouris: The cleir Sone, quhom no cloud devouris, Surmounting Phebus in the Est, Is cumin of his hevinly touris: Et nobis Puer natus est. Archangellis, angellis, […]
Lament for the Makers by William Dunbar
Lament for the Makers by William Dunbar I THAT in heill was and gladness Am trublit now with great sickness And feblit with infirmitie:– Timor Mortis conturbat me. Our plesance here is all vain glory, This fals world is but transitory, The flesh is bruckle, the Feynd is slee:– Timor Mortis conturbat me. The state […]
In Honour of the City of London by William Dunbar
In Honour of the City of London by William Dunbar LONDON, thou art of townes A per se. Soveraign of cities, seemliest in sight, Of high renoun, riches and royaltie; Of lordis, barons, and many a goodly knyght; Of most delectable lusty ladies bright; Of famous prelatis, in habitis clericall; Of merchauntis full of substaunce […]