Henry VIII, King of England

(28 June 1491 – 28 January 1547 / Greenwich, England)

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  • kanye (1/31/2018 10:39:00 AM)

    how good at sex was he

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  • Barrie Blake (8/31/2009 6:42:00 PM)

    i can understand your intrigue about the Kings of England having sufficient time to write poetry; and this included Henry V, Henry VIII and Edward VI. Nevertheless, this wasn't something that they would have chosen to do; nor was it something which they would have had to deliberate on or spend much time on. They inherited a genetic trait - a genetic trait which I have traced back to the Viking Chieftain, Rognvald, Earl of Moer, Norway, in about 900 AD; and a genetic trait which I, also, have inherited. In such instances, and in response to deep thoughts on something good or bad, the words simply flow from the pen as though they had been well-rehearsed on an earlier occasion.

  • Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter (6/1/2006 3:23:00 PM)

    I did not know that the kings of england too had time to write poems. Interesting

  • Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter (6/1/2006 3:23:00 PM)

    I did not know that the kings of england too had time to write poems. Interesting

Best Poem of Henry VIII, King of England

Green Groweth The Holly


1 Green groweth the holly,
2 So doth the ivy.
3 Though winter blasts blow never so high,
4 Green groweth the holly.

5 As the holly groweth green
6 And never changeth hue,
7 So I am, ever hath been,
8 Unto my lady true.

9 As the holly groweth green
10 With ivy all alone
11 When flowers cannot be seen
12 And greenwood leaves be gone,

13 Now unto my lady
14 Promise to her I make,
15 From all other only
16 To her I me betake.

17 Adieu, mine own lady,
18 Adieu, my ...

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The Tyme Of Youthe

The tyme of youthe is to be spent;
But vice in it shuld be forfent.

Pastymes ther be I nought treulye
Whych one may use, and vice denye;

And they be plesant to God and man,
Those shuld we covit wyn who can;

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