Anonymous Olde English


Anonymous Olde English Poems

81. Robin Hood And The Prince Of Aragon 4/7/2010
82. King Edward Iv. And The Tanner Of Tamworth 4/7/2010
83. Fair Rosamond 4/7/2010
84. This World's Joy 4/7/2010
85. The Battle Of Harlaw 4/7/2010
86. The Boy And The Mantle 4/7/2010
87. Guy And Amarant 4/7/2010
88. Old Robin Of Portingale 4/7/2010
89. Episode 32 1/1/2004
90. Episode 42 1/1/2004
91. Beowulf (Episode 31) 1/1/2004
92. Episode 37 1/1/2004
93. Lord Thomas And Fair Annet 4/7/2010
94. Many A Man Doth Speake Of Mee 4/7/2010
95. The Court Of Love 4/7/2010
96. May In The Green-Wood 4/7/2010
97. The Knave Of Hearts 4/7/2010
98. Rise, Oh My Soul, With Thy Desires To Heaven 4/7/2010
99. Here Begynneth A Lyttell Treatyse Cleped La Conusaunce Damours 4/7/2010
100. Beowulf (Episode 24) 1/1/2004
101. Beowulf (Episode 16) 1/1/2004
102. Quia Amore Langeuo 4/7/2010
103. Robin Hood And Guy Of Gisborne 4/7/2010
104. Gernutus The Jew Of Venice 4/7/2010
105. Epigram : If Breath Were Made For Every Man To Buy 4/7/2010
106. Hey Nonny No! 4/7/2010
107. Love Will Find Out The Way 4/7/2010
108. Cradle Song 4/7/2010
109. Childe Waters 4/7/2010
110. Episode 41 1/1/2004
111. Beowulf (Episode 26) 1/1/2004
112. King Cophetua And The Beggar-Maid 4/7/2010
113. Pearl 4/7/2010
114. Gentle Herdsman, Tell To Me. Dialogue Between A Pilgrim And Herdsman 4/7/2010
115. King Shall Hold Kingdom. (Anglo-Saxon Chronicles) 4/7/2010
116. Of A Rose, A Lovely Rose, Of A Rose Is Al Myn Song 4/7/2010
117. Corydon's Farewell To Phillis 4/7/2010
118. Beowulf (Episode 27) 1/1/2004
119. Episode 39 1/1/2004
120. Beowulf (Episode 18) 1/1/2004
Best Poem of Anonymous Olde English

Edward, Edward. A Scottish Ballad

MODERN TRANSLATION (original below)

'Why does your sword so drip with blood,
Edward, Edward?
Why does your sword so drip with blood?
And why so sad are ye, O?'
'O, I have killed my hawk so good,
Mother, mother:
O I have killed my hawk so good:
And I had no more but he, O.'

'Your hawk's blood was never so red,
Edward, Edward:
Your hawk’s blood was never so red,
My dear son I tell thee, O.'
'O, I have killed my red-roan steed,
Mother, mother:
O, I have killed my red-roan steed,
That once was so fair and free, O.'

'Your steed was ...

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Beowulf (The Prelude)

PRELUDE OF THE FOUNDER OF THE DANISH HOUSE

LO, praise of the prowess of people-kings
of spear-armed Danes, in days long sped,
we have heard, and what honor the athelings won!
Oft Scyld the Scefing from squadroned foes,
from many a tribe, the mead-bench tore,
awing the earls. Since erst he lay
friendless, a foundling, fate repaid him:

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