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Titel: Nederlandsche geschiedzangen, naar tijdsorde gerangschikt en toegelicht door J. van Vloten
Auteur: Vloten, J. van
Uitgave: Amsterdam: Schadd, 1864
Nieuwe uitg; 1e uitg.: 1852
Auteursrechten: Zie auteursrechten
Citeerinstructie: Bijzondere Collecties van de Universiteit van Amsterdam, 113: NED 398.87
URL: https://schoolmuseum.uba.uva.nl/bookid/LCSM_205857
Onderwerp: Taal- en letterkunde naar afzonderlijke talen: Nederlandse letterkunde
Trefwoord: Gedichten (teksten)
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Tor thy sweet sake 1 dye.
To show I am a faithfull friend.
75 Here I lye a bleeding,
Wliiie my thoughts are feeding
On the rarest beautye foun^.
O hard happ, that may be!
Little knowes my ladye
SO hearte's blood lyes on the ground.
With that a grone he sends,
Whieh did burst in sunder
All the tender bands
Of his gentle heart
85 She, who knewe his voice,
At his wordes did wonder;
All her former joyes
Did to griefe convert.
Strait she ran to see,
90 Who this man shold bee.
That soe like her love did seeme;
Her lovely lord she found
Lye slaine upon the ground,
Smear'd with gore, a ghastlye streame.
95 Which his lady spying,
Shrieking, fainting, crying.
Her sorrows could not uttered bee;
Fate, she cryed, too cruell!
Por thee — my dearest jewell —
100 Would God! that I had dyed for thee.
His pale lippes, alas!
Twentye times she kissed.
And his face did wash.
With her trickling teares:
105 Every gaping wound
Teuderlye she pressed.
And did wipe it round
W^ith her golden haires.
Speake, faire love, quoth shee,
110 Speake, faii-e prince, to mee,