A Consolidated Library of Anglo-Saxon PoetryNumber of occurrences in corpus: 8
| BEDE.VmetCuthbert.Vulg 1 49 | els the afflicted knee; / then | says: | ‘Mix some shining wheatme |
| BEDE.VmetCuthbert.Vulg 1 86 | , whom sleep had overcome, he | says: | / ‘Alas, we wretches, whose |
| BEDE.VmetCuthbert.Vulg 1 243 | ; / moreover, as a prophet, he | says, | ‘the Creator has equated / o |
| BEDE.VmetCuthbert.Vulg 1 379 | ripening corn. / He serenely | says | the following to the savage r |
| BEDE.VmetCuthbert.Vulg 1 431 | problem. / ‘How often’, he | says, | ‘do the wicked cast me head |
| BEDE.VmetCuthbert.Vulg 1 575 | the sky: / ‘Perhaps’, he | says, | ‘our warrior, after his str |
| BEDE.VmetCuthbert.Vulg 1 602 | , he grieves, he weeps and he | says: | / ‘Do not, I beseech, aband |
| BEDE.VmetCuthbert.Vulg 1 777 | e casket. / But, as the psalm | says, | because the precious death of |