Or as a bird, which in the eir that fleeth,
No preef fownde is of the cours of his flight.
No man espie can it, ne it se seeth,
Sauf witch his wynges the wynd softe ans light
He betith, and cuttith th'eir by the might
Of swich stirynge, and foorth he fleeth his way
And tookne, aftir that, no man see ther may.
Th. Occleve, Series (204-210) Verse manuscripts, Oxford University Press, 2002.
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Paisani in anda pà a fiera di u Niolu. LC Canniccioni v 1910
