Love
Foweles in the Frith
LoveNature
Foweles in the frith,
The fisses in the flod.
And I mon waxe wod;
Mulch sorwe I walke with
For best of bon and blod.
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Codex Note
Five lines from the thirteenth century — birds in the wood, fish in the flood, and a lover growing mad with sorrow ‘for best of bon and blod’. It is preserved with its music in a Bodleian manuscript. Text from E. K. Chambers and F. Sidgwick, Early English Lyrics (1907).
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MLA
Anonymous (Middle English). “Foweles in the Frith.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-middle-english/2/.
Chicago
Anonymous (Middle English). “Foweles in the Frith.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-middle-english/2/.
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