"Mie love ys dedde, Gon to hys death-bedde, Al under the wyllowe tree. Waterre wytches, crownede wythe reytes, Bere me…"

"Almighty Framer of the Skies! O let our pure devotion rise, Like Incense in thy Sight! Wrapt in impenetrable Shade, T…"

"How shall we celebrate the day, When God appeared in mortal clay, The mark of worldly scorn; When the Archangel's hea…"

"Happy (if mortals can be) is the man, Who, not by priest but Reason, rules his span: Reason, to its possessor a sure …"

"Haste to thie kiste, thie onlie dortoure bedde. Cale, as the claie whiche will gre on thie hedde, Is Charitie and Lov…"

"The gatherd storme is rype; the bigge drops falle; The forswat meadowes smethe, and drenche the raine; The comyng gha…"

"Liste! now the thunder's rattling clymmynge sound Cheves slowlie on, and then embollen clangs, Shakes the hie spyre, …"

"Here take this silver, it maie eathe thie care; We are Goddes stewards all, nete of oure owne we bare."

"He was an instance that a complete genius and a complete rogue can be formed before a man is of age."

"I cannot find in Chatterton's works any thing so extraordinary as the age at which they were written. They have a fac…"