What dreamest thou, drunkard, drowsy pate?
More quotes by John Skelton
There is nothynge that more dyspleaseth God,
Than from theyr children to spare the rod.
With margerain jentyll,
The flowre of goodlyhede,
Embrowdred the mantill
Is of your maydenhede.
How olde proverbys says,
That byrd ys not honest
That fylythe hys owne nest.
The honor of Englond I lernyd to spelle,
In dygnyte roiall that doth excelle.
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