English poem

I am callyd Sensuall Apetyte

I am callyd Sensuall Apetyte, All craturs in me delyte; I comforte the wyttys fyve, The tastyng, smellyng, and herynge, I refresh the syght and felynge, To all creaturs alyve.

More by William Langland

Frettid with rynges
God seyth hymself, as wryten we fynde
Ho suffreth more than God?' quath he
Horn set at grounde
I can fynde no man now that wille enquere
I prithee, thou four elements ill brew'd
I saugh bisshopis bolde
Ich was aferd of hure face

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