Lapwings

Changed to a lapwing by th' avenging god,
He made the barren waste his lone abode,
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Changed to a lapwing by th' avenging god,
He made the barren waste his lone abode,
And oft on soaring pinions hover'd o'er
The lofty palace then his own no more.

The false lapwynge, full of trecherye.

The false lapwynge, full of trecherye.

Amid thy desert-walks the lapwing flies,
And tires their echoes with unvaried cries.

Amid thy desert-walks the lapwing flies,
And tires their echoes with unvaried cries.

Now begin;
For look where Beatrice, like a lapwing runs
Close by the ground, to hear our read more

Now begin;
For look where Beatrice, like a lapwing runs
Close by the ground, to hear our conference.