"Smore" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... Alured from binethe his noble horse Was gotten on his leggs, with bloude all smore; And now eletten on another horse, Eftsoons he withe his launce did manie gore. The cowart Norman knyghtes before hym fledde, 415 And from a distaunce sent their arrowes keene; But noe such destinie awaits his hedde, As to be sleyen by a wighte so meene. Tho oft the oke falls by ...
— The Rowley Poems • Thomas Chatterton |
