March 2013
2 posts
Medium Aevum: Lyke-Wake Dirge →
THIS ae nighte, this ae nighte,
—Every nighte and alle,
Fire and fleet and candle-lighte,
—And Christe receive thy saule.
When thou from hence away art past
To Whinny-muir thou com’st at last
If ever thou gavest hosen and shoon,
Sit thee down and put them on;
If hosen and shoon thou…
February 2013
1 post
"Non-Sense"
Scratching nails on the wooden trunks,
They seem to speak, like Elder Drunk,
Noise, noise, Skitter Scatter,
All’s about when food’s a-platter,
Flying seconds, tiny thieves
Leave your house forget the keys
Climb a wall, drop down quick
Every fourth leaf, he will pick
Drown a lamb, Suffer later
All’s not true, except in paper.
2/9/13 7:03 before dinner
