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The Cuckoo Sings in the Heart of Winter

by Nora Hopper Chesson

0.0572 − 0.2118i

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Praise of Women

by Robert Mannyng of Brunne

0.0257 − 0.2130i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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The Cuckoo Sings in the Heart of Winter

by Nora Hopper Chesson

The cuckoo sings in the heart of winter, 
And all for Mauryeen he tunes his song; 
How Mauryeen's hair is the honey's colour 
(He sings of her all the winter long!) 

Her long loose hair's of the honey's colour, 
The wild sweet honey that wild bees make, 
The sun herself is ashamed before her, 
The moon is pale for her gold cool's sake. 

She bound her hair of the honey's colour, 
With flowers of yarrow and quicken green: 
And now one binds it with leaves of willow, 
And cypress lies where my head has been. 

Now robins sing beside Pastheen's doorway, 
And wrens for bounty that Grania gave: 
The cuckoo sings in the heart of winter, 
He sings all day beside Mauryeen's grave. 

Praise of Women

by Robert Mannyng of Brunne

No thyng is to man so dere
As wommanys love in gode manere.
A gode womman is mannys blys,
There here love right and stedfast is.
There is no solas under hevene,
Of alle that a man may nevene,
That shuld a man do so moche glew
As a gode womman that loveth trew.
Ne derer is none in Goddys hurde
Than a chaste womman with lovely worde.

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