Thomas Percy Poems
- The Legend Of King Arthur Of Brutus' blood, in Brittaine ...
- Barbara Allen's Cruelty In Scarlet towne, where I was borne, ...
- Edward, Edward Why dois your brand sae drap wi' bluid, ...
- The Bonny Earl Of Murray Ye highlands, and ye lawlands, Oh!...
- King Arthur's Death On Trinitye Mondaye in the morne, This ...
- Sweet William's Ghost There came a ghost to Margaret's door, ...
- Sir Lancelot Du Lake When Arthur first in court began, And ...
Thomas Percy was born on the 13th of April 1729 in Bridgnorth, Shropshire. He was educated at Bridgnorth Grammar School, later attending Christ Church, Oxford to receive a B.A. (1746 to 1750), again for an M.A. (1750 to 1753) and Emmanuel College, Cambridge in 1770 for a D.D.. He was fluent in English, Latin and Greek. Between 1753 and 1782 he lived in Easton-Maudit, Northamptonshire.
He was Protestant bishop of Dromore, before becoming a Dean. He married Anne Percy in 1759, and went on to become the father to two daughters; Barbara Isted and Elizabeth Meade. He died on the 30th of September in 1811 in Dromore, Ireland, and was subsequently buried at Dromore Cathedral. more »
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The Legend Of King Arthur
Of Brutus' blood, in Brittaine borne,
King Arthur I am to name;
Through Christendome and Heathynesse
Well knowne is my worthy fame.
In Jesus Christ I doe beleeve;
I am a Christyan bore;
The Father, Sone, and Holy Gost,
One God, I doe adore.
In the four hundred ninetieth yeere,
Oer Brittaine I did rayne,
After my Savior Christ his byrth,
What time I did maintaine
The fellowshipp of the Table Round,
Soe famous in those dayes;
Whereatt a hundred noble knights
And thirty sat alwayes:
Who for their deeds and martiall feates,