Sunday, January 31, 2016

How, of a morninge


How, of a morninge, apon the brakeing of ones faste,
tea and cruste doth soe soone revyve : the sayme as a sweete worde,
the spyrte : wherefore songe birdes knowe much there of,
granteing poore man, his hearte, goode flyte.



No comments: